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A  Table  to  find  anyPsALM,,  or 

Part  of  a  Psalm,  by  the  .firft  Line  of  it. 

■■  Note.  The  figures  direct  to  the  Psalm. 

Pfalm, 

AjLL  ye  nxfoo  lo<ve  the  Lord,  rejoice  1 49 

Almighty  Rider  of  ths  fries'  ' 8 

Amid/?  thy  <voratk  remember  love  ■  38 

Among  t.b'  ajf&mblite  of  the  great  82 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  8  5 

And  'will  the  God  of  grace  8  2, 

Are  all  the  fees  'cfZlon  fools  5  ^ 

Jirsfnners_  nov:  fo  jenfelefs  grovun  1^ 

Arfe,  my  gracious  God  1  j 

Anvake ,  ye  faints ,  to  praife  your  King  l  %$ 

TOEHOLD  the  lofty  fky        ^  \CJ 

Behold  the  love-,  the  gen'rous  love  g  q 

Beheld  the  morning  fun  I  g  ■ 

Behold  the  jure  Fcundation-Stcne  I  i  g 

Behold  thy  w  ait  rag  fervant ,  Lord  1 1  q 

Blej's,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  1 63 

Bhft  are  the  fans  of  peace  i%x 

Bleji  are  the  fouls  that  hear  and  kmxa  3n 

Blefc  are  the  undefJ'din  heart  1  iq 

Bleji  is  the  man,  for-  ever  bleji  2  2 

Blefi  is  the  man  whefe  hevjeis  move-  41 

Bicji  is  the  man  vjko  jhuns  the  place  j 

Blc/r  is  thy  nation  inhere  the,  Lord  53 

/CHILDREN  in  years  a;,d  knowledge  young  -*)/L 
Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord 


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Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 

Come,  found  his  praife  abroad  g  - 

Confides  alt  my  for  rows.  Lord  lja 

J~\A¥ID  rejoiced 'in  God  his  frengtb  21 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  -.  Cq 

■pJRLT,  my  God,  without  delay  ■       65 


^*~  Zscakihe  Lord  our  God 


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cum  4^ 

-    IW/s  th    gentle  hand  119 

ace  -tcj 

.          j  J'are  tfjey  1 25 

■;.:  s  my  healthy  :.    .  .   ■  was  hr.ight  30 

iW*  in  t                          .-_.:  and  fay  14 

;--c.::-,.J     .  hi  th  U    :  I44 

•-•'-'  89 

,.•:-..:•-.;:■,  ,.,.\v  his  haine  107 

i  •'.-  all  tbi  -  .  .:  .  litlc'XO  tbr/kies  1,1.7 

/'■  ■.  ■                                                 thoughts  1  >o 

/  "^IVE  .■'..  .  s  C.:..'  ;  Z<:  reigns  ab&ve  ic/ 

^    C.  ve  . .     . ■■:.<■  /j  GcJ.  invoke  his  name  105 

(.-'.:"  th     v    ;  .•;   Qj.i  :  1  36 

G/~r  tharJis  to  Cod  the  ■               Lord  136 

GrV£ioc::r                  rrtal  praife  136 

G; : t  ?5  :.'.j  Lordysjotx  fffam^  29 

G'm'  //; .:/;  earthly  temple  L-\s  87 

Gtydzslhes  fuge  of  his  faints  46 

.  /  or/f ;'  a;;  J  #27  a  a*  <r  73 

.  V  urnal  l:ve  ic6 

' '.•":..'  c/  :■:.■•  childhood  a J :::y youth  7  I 

Gad  e<f7?y  life,  look  gently  dc-zvn  -39 

.  <2/*v/  my  pn  "109 

G-. ;,;'''                                 .           -  .'■;•?  ly  Kim  6> 

/ion  //'^j  84. 

Gra*/  w>c:/,  -fcKv  oft.did\&€!iprGve  78 

^«w  63 

Gr^-i  G%                                      'dframs  19 

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Vjahu 

'TJJD  not  rhe  Lord,  may  lifclfzy  1 24 

Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord  1 1 2 

Hcppy  the  city  ^y.ere  their. fans  144 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  32 

Happy  the  man  wbofe  cautious  feet  .  1 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  ihy  face  2  02 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vifon  faicl  89 

Help,  Lord,  for  -men  of  virtue  fail  I. 2 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns    -  97 

He  who  hath  made  his  refuge  God.  9 1 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  3  5 

How  awful Js  thy  chaff  ning  rod  77 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  "-2Z 

How  fafl  their  guilt  andforrows  rife  16 

How  long,  0  Lord,  pall  I  complain  1 3 

Ilotv  long  wili^hou  conceal  thy  face  I  3 

How  pleafantj  how  divinely  fair  84 

How  plea  fant }tis  to  fee  1 33 

How  pleas' 'd  and  blefl  was  I  122 

How  jhall  the  young  jlcure  their  hearts ,  1 1 9 

JEHOVAH  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light-  93 

J    J.efas,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne  110 

Jefu  s  Jhall  reign  where:  er  the  fun.  7  z 

If  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  coft  I  27 

If  God  10  build  the  hufe  deny  12  J 

J  lip:  my  foul  to  God  2  5 

Vllblefs  t '  e  Lord  from  day  to  day  34 

Piipraife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  146. 

PUjpeak  the  honours  of  my  King  45 

1  love  the  Lord :  he  heard  my  cries  X 1 6. 

In  all  my  vaji  concerns  with  thee  1 3  $ 

In  anger,  Lord;  rebuke  me  net        £  6 

In  God's  own  hcuf  p"onounce  MS  praife  150 

In  judab,  God  ofoldvJus  known  7° 

Inv/tly  hands  P  0  God  of  truth  31 
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Pfuhn. 

^cy  to  the  would  $  tht'Lotd is  com*  9'> 

,    ,.  •                                        '.a'  i  O 

•r;  btfaft  l  3  i 

Z   u  :.-  Li                   ■■  :ur' i  hand  102 

"judge  me,  0  Lordi  andprove  liiywtys  26 

Judges,  wjw  rule  tic  world  by  laws  58 

,'/•'■  •  a  e  thy  nxrtiyf)  and  trite  thy  -\icrd  1'S 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  40 

/  will  extol  (kee,  Lard,  en  high  30 

J  ET  all  the  earth  their  voice:  raife  96 

Let  all  the  Heathen  writers  join  I 19 

JjCt  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  7  8 

Let  e-iSry  creature  join  148 

Let  ev'ry  tongui  thy  gcodnefs  fpeak  1 45 

Let  Jinnsrs  take  their  courj'e  5  5 

Let  Zion  it  her  King  rejoice  46 

Lei  Zion  a;:d  her  Jons  rejoice  102 

Lc:  Zion  praife  ihc  ;;:ijhy  God  1 47 

hojtg  as  I J  it     -    .       fffby  name  1 45 

herd,                            :  nation  off  60 

wilt  i>rc  vc  l  7 

•    It  thy  rre.-  6 

in  fin  5 1 

by  judgments  right  119 

,  if  1  cine  eyes  fur-vcy  oar  faults  QO 

12 

...  /  ha>vt  :nade  thy  woza1  my  ch- :  1 1  9 

in  the   norning-thau  Jh&lt   .  5 

.  .:.;  days  34 

/  would jj                            :lrijs  5 1 

v                                             1'1;-^  04 

'  baft eajjtd thy  [-race  tbmiiid  85 

1  18 
i  through   '    139 


TABXE.  7 
Pfilm. 

Lord',  thou  nvilt  hear  me  vMh  1  pray          •  4 

horjy  'its  a  plkafazt  thing  ivftimd  92 

Jjiird,  *ive  harvt  ,.:.;.■-  thy  ivofks  of 'old  44 

"Lord,  <vchat  dfeibh  piece  90 

Lord,  nvhat  a  thoughthfs  nxvetch  vjas  I  7  3 

Lord,  what  is  m&fcfpdwfetbiejman  I44 

Lord,  w&at  wisri  man,  ewmn  :::ade  at  fir  ft  8 

Lord,  <v:hcn  I  count  thy  mercies  o^er  I39 

Lord,  n.vhen  thou  didji  ajcend  en  Ugh  63 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  148 

Lot  nvhat  a  glorious  Corner- St  one  1 18 

Lo  !    what  an  Entertaining  hnepva  133 
Jy/TAKER  and fo-S reign  Lord                           _        2 

Mercy  and 'judgment  are  my  Jong  101 

Mine  eyes  and  my  dejlre  25 

My  Gsd,  accept  My  early  <vo>ivs  141 

My  God,  corfder  my  dijlrejs  1 1 9 

'My  God,  hoiv  many  are  my  fears  3 

My  God,  in  ixbom  are  all  the  ft  rings  .   57 

My  God,  my  e-verla/Hng  hope  7  I 

My  God,  my  &ing,  t!y  various  praife  145 

My  God, 'permit  my  ton  rue  64. 

MyGcd,   fkejispsaf  pious  mm                     ,  37 

My  God,  kvbai  inward  grief  I  fed  339 

My  ne^er-ceo.  \  ..;    :•:;;.:  fkallfb'onxi  89 

/'_','  refute  is  the  C  od  of  Jove  i  I 

1  ■■;  rigiptecus  Judge.  my gracious  God  143 

My   Savic&exJmyKifig  45 

Mf  Saviour,  my  almighty  Frisxd  7  I 

My  Shepherd-Mill  (uppJy  mj  -ced  23 

My  fid,  lunv  lovely is  the place        ,  34 


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S  TABL  B. 

Tfalm. 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  103 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  IC4 

My  fpirit  looks  to  Gcd  alone  62 

My  j'pirit  finks  within  me,  Lord  42 

My  truji  is  in  my  heac'nly  Friend  j 

A/Ojlssp  nor  Jlumbcr  to  his  eyes  1 32 
Not  to  cur  names,  thou  only  jufl  and  true      1 1 5 

Not  to  our/elves,  who  are  but  duji  1 1 5 

Now  be  7?iy  heart  infpir'd  to  fing  45 

Now  from  the  roaring  lio/i's  rage  22 

Now  V?n  convinced  the  Lord  is  iihd  73 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  09 

Now  let  our  mournful  Jongs  record  22 

Now  may  the  God  of  pew*  r  and  grace  20 

Now  plead  my  caufe,  Almighty  Gcd  35 

Now  jh  all  myfolemn  <vo\. ;  s  ie  p  aid  6  6 

/"}  ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord  I 17 

O  bleffea  folds  arc  they  3-2 

O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  1 03 

Ofjujiice  and  of  grace  1 feng  10 1 

O  for  a  fhcut  of f acred  joy  4  7 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  ?ny  cries  5  5 

O  God  of  grace  and  rigltsoufiefs  4 

O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  5  I 

O  God  to  whom  revenge  belongs  94 

O  happy  man  who f  foul  is  fill'd  1 2  3 

O  &?/$>  nation,  where  the  Lord  33 

O  ho  v:  I  lc-ve  thy  holy  law  1 1 9 

O  Zcr./,  /?0iu  sfcagp  «  re  my  foes  3 

O  Lord  our  hedroinh  Kin<r  8 

O  ZsnY,  our  Lor  a,  bow  nvond'rous  great  8 

O  //•>#/  /£<?  Lord'  would  guide  my  ways  1 1 9 

O  /£*/  thy  jlaiules  cvry  hour  1 1 9 

O  /io«  -ivZo  hear  ft  when  firmer  s  cry  5  1 

0  flfaw  -xi'/cyr  £rtf<\f  and juflice  reign  |ij 


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Tfal-m. 

O  thou  vohofe  jujtice  reigns  en  high  56 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages,  paji  90 

Out  of  the  deeps  often?  ttifirefs  1 30 

O  what  afiij  rebellion:  hcuie  7 8 

JjRJI-E  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  65 

Prdife  ye  the  Lore.  :  exalt  Msjitijfte  1 35 

Fraije  \s  the  Lord  :  my  heart  fal 7jcdt  146 

•  Praife  ye  the  Lord ;  'tis  good  in  raife  1 47 

Pre/erve.tne  Lcrd;w  time  of  need  iS 

V£?01CEyyeri^:^:s,i:!:^Lcrd  33 

^.e:::e;?icir,  Lord,  our  mortal jtats          *  09 

Prelum,  0  God-cftove,  return  c,o 

-QALV AT  1QHM  for  ever  nigh  i$ 

$d<ve  me,  O  Lord,  the  fvselling  foods  69 

Save  me,  0  Lord f rent  evry  foe  1 6 

See  whet  a  living  Stone  1 1 8 

Skew  pity,  Lord-,  O  Lord,  forgive  5  I 

Shine,  mighty  God,  en  "'Zioil'Jhine  67 

Sin?,  all  pe  nations,  to  the  Lard  66 

■Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud                +            -  %\ 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah'*  name  95 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  joy  fid voice        \  1 00 

Sing  to  the  herd,  ye  dfa^t  lands  C}6 

■Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  ill 

Soon  as  /  heard  my  r  a: her  fay  2  J 
Sure  there }'s  a  righteous  Gcd                              -   ■  73 

Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace  1 45 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  92 

*fEAGIi  me  the  medfure  of  try  days  39 

Thd  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  97 

'Thai  man  is  bleji  wr.c  fiands  in  avse.  I  *  2 

The  e art io  for  ever  is  the  Lord's  ■        '$  24 

Thee  will  I love,  O  Lord,  my  firength  18 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  99 

Tits  God  of  glory  jinds  his  f amnions  forth  5Q 


jo  TABLE. 

P/alm. 

The  God  of  cur  jcl<vation  hears  65 

Vhe  heavns  declare  thy  glory,  Lcrd  19 

Ike  King  of  faints,  hew  fair  bis  face  4$ 

¥he  Lord  appears  my  helper  movj  3  1 8 

Ike  Lord,  bow  worMrous  are  bis  ways  103 

The  Lbrd  Jehovah  reigns  93 

The  Lord  is  come,  the  beav'ns  proclaim  97 
The  Lcrd  my  Shepherd  is                            .23 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  27 

The  Lcrd  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  93 

The  Lord,  the    fudge,  before  his  throne  50 

The  Lcrd,  the  judge,  ids  churches  warns  50 

Thz  %6rd,  the  Jon?  reign  King  1 03 
^*Jhe  Lord,  the  Scv 'reign,  feuds  bis fummons forth  50 

The  man  ts  ever  biej}  I 

The  Praife  of  Zion  waits  for  thee  65 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  40 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  89 

This  ts  the  day  the  Lord  huth  made  1 \  % 

This  fpacicus  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  24 

ci  hcti  art  my  portion,  0  my  God  1 19 

Thou  Godofjwe,  thou  ever  b'eft  1 20 

Through  ev'ry  age,  eternal  Ltod  90. 

Thrice  happy  man  w/.o  fears  the  Lord  1 1 2, 

Thus  1  refi'v'd  ■  :fcre  the  Lord   -  39 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,    "  The  fpacious  fields  50 

Tbusfaitb  the  Lord,   "  Tour  work  is  vain  40 

9  bus  the  eternal  Father  f bake  113 

Thus  the  grtui  Lord  of  earth  andfeas  I  10 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  0  Lord  1 1  j 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord  1 1 9 

Thy  works  fMLry,  mighty  Lord  1 07 

*Tis  by  thy  jti  cngih  t  l:e  mountains  /land  6  5 

To  God  I  cry  \;  with  mouYnfu  1  .  :e  77 

5"tf  God  I  mace  my  Jo r row j  kr.cwn  142 


TABLE.  u 

Pfalm. 

'To  God  the  great,  the  ever  hleft  1 06 

To  hea-Sn  I  lift  my  watting  eyes  121 

To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God  98 

To  thee  before  ihe  dawning  light  1 1 9 

Tb  thee  Mofl  HJy,  and  Moft  High  75 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  1 8 

3Twas  for  thy  fake-,  eternal  God  69 

*Twas  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  1  came  1 39 

'Twas  in  the  matches  of  the  right  63 

If  JIN man,  on  fcolifh  plcajures  lent  1 07 
Unfhaken  as  the  f acred  hill                              -  125 

Up  from  my  youth,  may  Kv'elfay  129 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes  1 2 1 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes  121 

TJZE  hlefs  the  Lord,  thejuft  and  good  68 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore  1 8 
Whatjhall  I  render  to  my  God                     ;:<       116 

When  Chrift  to  judgment J hall  defend  50 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  isfirong  1 6 

When  God,  provoked  with  daring  crimes  1 07 

When  God  refold  our  captive  ft  ate  1 26 

When  God  re-veal1  d  his  gracious  name  126 

When  Ifr'el  freed from  Pharaoh^  hand  1 14. 

When  Ifr1 elfins,  the  Lord  reproves  78 

When  I  with  pie  afing  wonder  ft  and  1 39 

When  man  grows  bold  in  Jin  36 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief      ^  6 1 

When  pain  and  anguijh  feize  me,  Lord  iig 

When  the  great  Judge,  fupr  erne  and  juji  cp 

Wlierejhall  the  man  befo&d  25 

Where  Jhall  we  go  tofeek  and  find  i$z 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  36 

While  Ikeepfilence  and  conceal  32 

Who  Jhall  afcend  thy  bjatfnly  place  ijj 


12  TABLE. 

Pfalm. 

Whojliall  inhabit  in  thy  hill  ,- 

Who  will  arife  and  ptead  mf  right  01 

Why  did  the  jews  proclaim  their  rage  z 

Why  did  the  nations  join  tojlay  z 

Why  do  the  frond  infult  the  poor  40 
Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  bo  aft 

Why  doth  the  LorJftand  cjffofar  io 

Why  doth  the  man  cf  ric-.es  ^row  a^ 

Why  has  my  God,  my  foul  forfeek  zz 

Why  Jhould  I  <vex  my  foul,  and  fret  3  7 

Will  God  for  ever  cajt  us  off  y± 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  1  3^ 

With  ear -nejr  longings  cf the  mind                  ,  42 

With  ?ny  Vihde  heart  ftt  raife  my fong  9 

With  my  whole  heart  V-ve  fought  thy  face  1 19 

With. rev  rer.ee  let  the  faints  appear  89 

J'Vith  fangs  and  honours  founding  loud  1 47 

Would  you  beheld  thewprh  cf  God  107 

/Y*E  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice  33 

.  Ye  ifia  ds  of  the  Northern  fea  '    97 

Ye  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice  IOO 

Yefer-uunrs  cfthy  Almighty  King  1 1 3 

Ye  fans  of  men,  a  feeble  race  m 

Ye  jcr.s  effride  who  hate  the  jufl  49 

Ye.  who  delight  tojervt  the  Lord  1 1 3 

Ye  who  obey  tb'  immortal  King  134 

Ye  tribes  cf  Admin  join  148 

Yet  (faith  the  Lord  J  if  David'*  race  89 


THE 

PSALMS  of  DAFIDy 

IMITATED    IN    THE    LANGUAGE 
OF    THE 

NEW  TESTAMENT. 


Psalm     I.     Common  Metre. 
¥%e  nvay  and  end  cf  the  righteous  and  the  wicked* 

1  TJLEST  is  the  man  who  ihuns  the  place 

Sg    Where  finnem  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  thefcoffer's  feat. 

2  Who  in  the  flatutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  gen rous  kind, 

By  living  waters  tet^ 
Safe  from  the  ftorms  and  blafting  wind. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate.] 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profeffion  fhine  ; 
While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 

Like  duffers  on  the  vuie.  '    ; 


\.  PSALM    I.   ■ 

Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ; 

What  vain  defigns  they  form  ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 

Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 
Singers  ta  judgment  flia'll  not  ftand 

Among  the  fons  of  grace, 
When  Chrift  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 

Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 
His  eye  beholds  the. path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  fir.ners  lead 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell." 
Psalm     I.     Short  Metre. 

The  faint  happy  ;  the  Jintier  miferable, 

1  r*T\HE  ran  is  ever  bleft 

jL     Who  fhuns  the  Tinner's  ways-j 
Among  their  councils  never  ftands, 
Nor  takes  the  fcorrier's  place. 

2  Who  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Amidft  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree  (hall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root ; 
Frefhas  the  leaf  his  name  (hall  live  ; 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  But  the  ungodly  race, 

Can  no  fuch  blefliags  find  : 
Their  hopes  will  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ftand 

Before  that  judgment-feat, 
Where  ail  ths  faints  at  Chri;Ts  right  hand 


PSALMI,  IT.  15 

In  full  aflembly  meet  f 
6  He  knows  and  be  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  go  ; 
But  Tinners  and  their  works  will  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 
Psalm     I.     Long  Metre. 
^The  difference  between  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

1  1"  'fAPPY  the  man  whofe  cautious  feet 

L  Shunsthe  brosd  way  which  finners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  fccffers  do. 

2  He  loves  to  pafs  his  morning  light 
Amongthe  fhtutescf  the  Lord  ; 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pi  eafn  re,  pond  'ring  o'er  the  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftreams, 
Shall  fleuri ill  in  immortal   green  : 

And  heav'n  will  thine  with  kinder!  beams 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  finners  find  their  councils  croft  ; 
As  chaff  before  the  temped  flies, 

So  fhall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  makes  the  Ikies. 

5  In  vain  the  rebels  feek  to  (Vand 

In  judgment,  with  the  pious  race  ; 
The  dreadful  Judge  with  ftern  command 
Divides  them  to  a  difPrent  place. 

6  "  Strait  is  the  way  my  Taints  have  trod, 
"  1  blefs'd  the  paih  and  drew  it  plain  j 

cc  But  you  would  ehoofe  the  crooked  road, 
<c  And  down  it  leads' to  endlefs  pain/' 

Psalm     II.     Short  Metre. 
Tranflated  according  to  the  divinepattem. 


5  PSALM    II. 

Acls  iv.  24,  &c. 
Chrift  dying ,  rifing,  interceding,  and  reignbig. 

1  [Tfc  yTAKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 

1VJL  0f:  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas  \ 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees* 

2  The  things  fo  long  foretold 

By  David,  are  fulfill'd, 
When  yews  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 

5ty«;  thine  holy  child.] 
■  3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  councils  to  deftroy 

Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite, 
Againft  his  Ghrijl  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  fupport  his  throne, 

He  who  hath'rais'd  him  from  the  dead 

Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 

And  aflcs  to  rule  the  earth  ;  » 

The  merit  of  his  blo'jJ  he  pleads. 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  He  afks,  and  God  beftows 

A  large  inheritance ; 
Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  ends 
His  kingdom  (hall  advance. 

8  The  nations  that  rebel, 

Muft  feel  his  iron  ro  d  i 


PSALM    II.  'ft 

He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well, 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God« 

9  [Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son* 

10  If  once  his  wrath  arife, 

Ye  perifh  on  the  place  ; 
Then  bleffed  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge,  to  his  grace.] 
Psalm     II.     Common  Metre. 

1  ""^Tt  JT"HY  did  th«  nations  join  to  flay 

VV     The  Lord's  anointed  Son  r 
Why  did  thev  cafi:  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord  who  fits  above  the  ikies, 

Derides  their  rage  below  ; 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  ui  his  eyes5 
And  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through* 

3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from  the  dead  ; 
*« 1  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
li  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread* 

4  "  Afkme,  my  S'V,  and  then,  enjoy 

"  The  utmoil  Heathen  lands  : 
<c  Thy  rod  of  iao  iha'.l  o'eftroy 
"  The  rebels  that  withltand." 

5  Be  wife,  ye  ruhrs  of  the  earth, 

Obey  in/ anointed  Lord, 
A^ore  iht -Kl  fig  of  heay'nly  birth,  ' 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

6  Wi:h  hu^bVe  love  addrefs  his  throne^ 

For3  if  he  frown,  ye  die  : 

B2 


36'  PSALM    II. 

Tbofe  are  fecure,  and  thofe  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

Psalm     II.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'j  death,  refurreJiion,  and  afcenjion* 

1  "\  /I  T&Y  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  ? 

V  V   "TheRomans  why  their  fwords  employ  ? 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  engage. 
His  dear  Anointed  to  deftroy  ? 

2  "  Come  let  us  break  his  bands,  they  fay, 
"  This  man  fhall  never  give  us  laws  j" 
And  thus  they  cafl  his  yoke  away, 
Andnail'd  the  Monarch  to  thecrefs. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reignsr 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controuls  y 
He'll  vex  their  hearts  with  inward  pains, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  1  made 
u  On  Zionh  everlafting  hill  ; 

<cMy  hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  deadr 
M  And  he  (hall  ftand  your  Sov'reign  ft  ill." 

5  [Hi*  wond'rous  rifing  from  the  earth, 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heav'nly  birth, 
t(  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6  "  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
<c  There  thou  (halt  aflc,  and  I  beftow 

"  The  utmott  bounds  of  Heathen  lands  ; 
«  To  thee  the  Northern  ifles  fhall  bow.'*] 

7  But  nations  that  reft  ft  his  grace, 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  Itroke  ; 
Kis  rod  (hull  cruih  his  foes  with  eafe3 
As  potters'  earthen  ware  is  broke, 

pause,    , 


PSALM    III.  19 

8  Now  ye  who  lit  nn  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord  the  Lamb; 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  j 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown^ 
If  ye  provoke  his  jealoufy. 

10  His :  ftorms  (hall  drive  you  quick  to  hell9 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  duft, 

Happy  the  fouls  th3t  know  him  well  : 
And  make  his  grace  their  onlytruft. 
Psalm    III.     Common  Metre. 
Douhts  and  fears  fupprejfed  :   or,    God  our  defence 
from  fin  and  fatan, 

1  11  /fY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
J_VA   How  faft  my  foes  increafe  ! 
Conlpiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  prefent  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 

There's  no  relief  in  heav'n  ; 
And  all  my  fwelling  fins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiv  n. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  ftrength3 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threatning  guilt3 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  lifVning  ear ; 
I  call'd  my  Father  and  my  G01?, 
And  he  fubdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  med  foft  (lumbers  on  mine  eyes3 

Infpite  of  all  my  foes  3 


2o  PSALM    III. 

I  'woke,  and  woader'd  at  the  grace 
Which  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  though  the  hoftsof  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  agairit  me  flood, 
Terrors  no  more  fhall  (hake  my  foul  j 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  1  thy  glorj  fing  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth* 
And  death  ha*  loft  his  fting. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  fave  : 
'    Bleilings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

Psalm     III.     Long  Metre, 

A  Morning  Pfalm. 

1  f^\  LORD,  hotv  many  ire  my  foe? 
\J  J  i)  this  weak  fhte  of  fle(h  and'  blood  2 
Mv  ^cace  they  daily  difcompofe, 

But  my  defence  and  hope,  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  Jrais'd  an  ev'ning  cry  : 
Thou  heardlt  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid, 
I  laid  me  down  and  flept  ferure  : 

Not  death  lhould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  mould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4  But  God  luitain'd  me  all  the  night  5 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 
Herai&'d  ,ny  head  to  fee  the  light, 

And  makes  his  praiie  my  morning  fong. 


PSALM    IV.  2 1 

Psalm     IV.     Long  Metre. 

Hearing  affrayer  :  or,  God  our  portion,  and  Chrifi. 

our  hope. 

1  /*"X  GOD  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 
\^J  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  j 
Tho'u  haft  enlarg'd  me  in  diftrefs, 

Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  fons  of  men,  in  vain  you  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  fhame  : 
How  long  will  feoffors  love  to  liey 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  ail  the  tribes  of  aieci  befide  : 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents 

For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrifi  who  dy'd. 
4.  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay 

.  .   Who  will  bejlovj  fome  earthly  good  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  lightz-and  love  we  pray  5 
Our  fouls  defire  this  heav'jily  food. 

6  Then  fh.aU  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favour  fo  divine  : 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn  and  all  their  wine. 
Psalm     IV.     Common  Metre. 
An  Evening  Pfalm, 
-  I  T    ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  3 
I  j  I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
1  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  t©  fin. 


2*.  PSALM    V. 

2  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head 

From  cares  and  bufinefs  free, 
*Tis  fweet  converfing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  facrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  !  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  5 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  (lumbers  keep. 
Psalm     V.     Common  Metre. 
For  the  Lord's  day  Morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  (halt  hear 
JLy  My  voice  afcending  high  : 

"To  thee  will  I  dire£t  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the,  hills  where  Cbri/i  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Preferring  at  his  Father \  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  fhall  not  ftand  ; 

Sinners  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dweil  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to.  thy  houfe  will  1  refort, 

To  tafte  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court. 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteoufneis  !    • 
Make  ev'ry  path  of. duty  ftraight 


PSALM    vi.  n 

And  plain  before  my  face. 

PAUSE. 

6 -.My  watchful  enemies  combine 
To  tempt  my  feet  to  ftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crulh  the  ferpent  into  duft, 

And  all  his  plots  deftroy ; 
While"  thofe  who  in  thy  mercy  truft, 
For  ever  fhout  for  joy. 

8  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulnTd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  campafs  them 
With  favour,  as  a  fhield. 

Psalm     VI.     Common  Metre. 
Qomflaint  injicknefs  :  or,  difeafes  healed. 

1  TN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
JL  Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm  ; 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  fo  hot 

Againft  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  foul  bows  down  with  heavy  cares, 

My  fltfli  with  pain  oppreft ; 

My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 

My  tears  forbid  my  reft.  .  . 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days  j 

I  wade  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ? 

My  eyes  eonfum'd  with  grief  ? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before 
Thine  hand  affords  relief? 

5  He  hears  when  duft  and  afaes  fpeak. 


*4  PSALM    VI. 

He  pities  all  our  groans  j 
He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 
6  The  virtues  of  his  fov'reign  word 
Reftores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
But  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

Psalm     VI.     Long  Metre. 
'Temptations  in  Jicknefs  overcome. 

1  T    ORD>  I  can  fuifer  thy  rebukes, 

JL/ When  thou  with  kindnefs  doft  chaftife  j 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife ! 

2  Pity  my  languishing  eftate, 

And  eate  the  forrows  which  I  feel ; 
The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal ! 

3  See  how  I  pais  my  weary  days 

In  fighsand  groans:  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears, 
My  grief  confumes  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ! 
When  {hall  thine  hour  of  grace  return? 
When  {hall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong? 

5  I  feel  my  fiefh  fo  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  ; 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  duft  and  ftlence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters  from  my  foul ; 
And  all  defpairing  thoughts,  depart : 
My  God,  whq  hears  my  humi>le  moan, 
Will  eafe  my  pain,  and  cheer  my  heart.  ( 


PSALM    VII.  25 

^PsaLm     VII.    Common  Metre. 
God's  care  of  bis  people,  and punifto  merit  cfperfecutors, 

1  Ik  JjTx  truti  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
J.YX  My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rife,  and  my  helpiefs  life  defend 

From  thofe  who  feek  my  blood. 

2  With  infolence  and  fury,  they 

My  foul  in  pieces  tear. 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliv'rer*s  near. 

3  If  I  have  e'er  provGk'd  them  firft, 

Or  once  abus'd  my  fee, 
Then  let  him  tread  ray  life  to  dud, 
And  lay  my  honour  low. 

4  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes ; 
I  fhoutd  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife.    - 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  pow'r  controul  \ 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'rance  for  my  foul. 

PAUSE. 

6  Let  finners  and  their  wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  duft  ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  thejuft  ? 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  th'  upright : 
His  fharpeft  arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  fons  of  fpite. 

8  For  me  their  malice  digg'd  a  pit, 

C 


2.6  P  S  A  L  M    VIII. 

But  there  tbemfolves  are  call  ; 
My  God  makes  ail  their  mifchici"  light 
On  their  own  beads  at  laft. 
9  That  cruel  perfeeutii^  race, 

Muft  feci  his  dreadful  fword  \    ~ 
Awake  my  foul,  and  p^ife  tpe  g^ace 
And juftice  of  theLcrd.      _< 
?salm.    VIII.     Short  Metre. 
God's  Jovereignty.and^odS&qfs  ;  end man 's  dominion 


o-ver  the-  creatures. 


I  ^\  -LQRD,  our  heav'nly  King, 

\Jfjf    Thy  alme  is  all  divinXs 
Thy  glories  roend  the  fetkye  fpread, 

Ami  o!er  the  heav*jrtt  thSy  mine. 
1  When  to  thy,  .works  ten  "high, 

I  raife  my  wond-'ring  eyes, 
And  Teethe  moon,  complete  in  light, 

Adorn  the  darkfbme  (kies : 

3  When  I  furvey  the  flars, 

Ar.dali  their  mining  Yorr/tf, 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  w&fitihtfe  thing, 
Akin  to  dtfft  and  worrrs '% 

4  Lord,  what  isSvorthttfs  man, 

That  thou  fhouldft  love  him  fo  ? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  rfeplac'd, 
^nd  lord  of*)1  belowr 

5  Thine  honours  crcfom  his  head,  - 

While  tfeafts like  Haves  obey,    . 
And  buds  thai  cut  the  a:r  with  w  ings, 
And  fifh  that  cleave  thr 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  ?re  !     . 

And  wctad'rous  are  thy  w?y?  : 
Of  dull  and  worms /ny'ppw'r  can  frame 


PS  AL  M    vin.  27 

A  monument  of  praife. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 

And  fucklings,  thou  canfl  draw 
Surpniing  honours  to  thy  name  ! 
And  tlriks  the  **'orId  with  awe, 

8  O  Lord,  our  heiv  nly  King, 

-Thy  nam 2  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heair'ns  they  ffrine.] 
Psalm     VlIL     Common  Metre. 
brill's   condefcenfion   and  glorification   ;    Gr,    God- 
made  man. 
LORD,  our   Lord,    bow  wondVous 
Is  thine  exulted  name  !  [gre:rt:- 

The glories  of  thy  heav'n'y  ibte 
Lee  men  and  babes  proclaim, 
t  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  which  rules  the  night, 
And  liars  that  welLadom  the  (kyr 
Thofe  mo-vkig  worlds  of.iight. 
I  Lord,  what  is  mim,  or  all  his  race,   . 
Who  dwells  To  far  below,     *'  '  A 
That  thon  {houldfl:  v.ifit  him  with  grace,. 
And  love  his  nature  fa  !  *      . 
I  That  thine  eternal  Son  mould  bear 
7  To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm  ! 
;  [Yet,  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Th*  obedient  feas  and  fifties  own 
His  Godhead,  and  his  pow'r. 
>  The  waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet  5 


ag  PSALM    VIIL 

And  fifh,  at  his  command 
Bring  their  large  (hoals  to  Peter's  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  letter  glories  of  thy  Son 

Shone  through  the  ftefhly  cloud  ; 
Now  we  behoid  him  on  his  throne^ 
And  men  conftfe  him  GOD.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  majefty 

Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death  i 

And  be  hi*  honours  founded  high. 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 

9  7*Iu5i  our  Lord,  n>w  wonci  rous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The' glories  of  thy  heav'n'y  (late 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 
>  Ps  a i.  m     VII 1 .     ift  Part.     Long  Metre. 
9'ie  Hcfanna  of  the  children  ;    or,   infants  pr -ailing 
GOD. 

1  A    LMiGHi  Y  Ruler  of  the  flcies, 
jf\.  Thro'  the  wide  esrth  thy  name  is  fpread, 

And  thine  eternal  glories  rife 

( Ver  ail  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made, 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raife  ; 
And  babes  with  uninftrucTed  tongue, 
Declare  the  wemters  of  thy  praife. 

3  Thy  pow'r  afftrUffteir  tender  age 
To  hrina;  orouri  rebe'^  to  the  ground. 

Ok  O  ' 

To  (iill  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amid  it  ihy  temple  tivron'g 
To  fee  their  great  Red'-eme*'^  t?xe  > 
Tfce  Son  of  David  is  toejr  i  ■>'■■:■> 


PSALM    VIII,  IX.  29 

And  young  Hofannas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  -3 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breads, 
While  Jewifh  babes  proclaim  their  King. 
Psalm     VIII.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Paraphrafed. 

Adam  and  Chrifl,  Lord*  of  the  eld  and  the  new 
creation. 

iT     ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  fird -,. 
I  .j  Ada??iy  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
That  thou  fhouldft  fet  him  and  his  race, 
Butjuft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  fhouldft  raife  his  nature  fo3 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  ev'ry  beaft  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Adams  ftate  ! 
What  honours  fhall  thy  Son  adorn 5 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  I 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
See  him  in  duft  among  the  dead, 

.    To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  ; 
But  he  mail  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mis'ries  which  attend  the  fall, 
New, made,  and  glorious,  ihall  fubmit 
At  our  exa'ted  Saviour's  feet. 

Psalm     IX.     \ft  Part:     Common  Metre. 

Wrath  and  mercy  from  the  judgment-Jeat. 
1   *WT^ :tn iT1^ wholeheaitl  liraifemyfongr 

.  V  V  ..  Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim, 
C  2 


yy  PSALM     IX. 

Thou  fov'reign  Judge  of  right  and  wrongs 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  flume. 
1  I'll  fmg  thy  majeity  and  grace  ; 
My  G  >d  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  hie  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  (hill  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove, 

For  all  who  are  oppreft  ; 

To  (dve  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  reft. 

4  The  men  who  know  thy  name  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells,  on  Zi<?«'s  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 

And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 
Psalm     IX.     id  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  tvifdom  and  equity  of  providence. 

1  "W  T"H£N  the  great  Judge,  fupremeand 

W    Shall  once  inquire  for  blood  ;    [juft> 
Tow  humble  fouls  who  mourn  in  duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

D  >es  his  own  children  raife  : 
In  Zion%  gate>,  with  cheerful  breath 
Tney  I'ng  their  Father's  praife. 

3  His  foes  Dull  fall  with  heedlefs  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  Goners  perifti  in  the  net 

Which  their  ovvn  hands  had  fpread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  GOD, 


PSALM    X.  |f 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known  : 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deltroy'd, 
The  fn are  mu ft  be  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  (hall  fink  down  to  hell  * 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
Which  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
A^ainft  thy  known  commands. 

6  Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought, 

And  wait,,  and  long  complain, 

Their  cries  (hall  never  be  forgot, 

Nor  (hall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat, 

To  judge  and  fave  the  poor  ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  mare. 

8  Thy  thunder  ihall  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  GOD, 
And  they  but  feeble  men.] 
Psalm     X.     Common  Metre. 
Prayer  heard,  and  faints  javed ':  or,  pride,  Atheifm, 
and  opprejjion  punijbed. 
For  a  humiliation  day. 
r   "\  T  THY  doth  toe  Lord  ft  and  off  fo  far  ? 
V  V     And  why  conceal  his  face, 
Waea  great  ca:amities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 
2  Lord,  (hail  the  wicked  ftill  deride 


Thy  juftice  and  thy  po 


r  r 


Shall  they  advance  their  beadsin  pride, 

'  And  ftill  thy  faints  devour  ? 
They  put  t,hy  judgments  from  their  fight. 


32  PSALM    XI. 

And  then  infult  the  poor  j 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  ihall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  lift  up  thine  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  (hall  dare  to  ftand 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 

PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  fay  with  foolifh  pride. 
The  God  of  heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
To  fight  on  Zion'sjide. 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord  ; 

And  pow'rfulis  thy  hand, 
As  when  the  Heathen's  felt  thy  fword, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  iand. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray,- 

And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear, 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  fay, 
And  put  the  world  in  fear.       * 

8  Proud  tyrants  (hall  no  more  opprefs^ 

No  more  defpife  thejuft  ; 
And  mighty  Tinners  fhall  confefs 
They  are  but  feeble  duft. 

Psalm     Xf.     Long  Metre. 
God  loves  the  righteous,  and  hates  the  'wicked, 
S  Tfc  ff  Y  refuge  is  the  God  or  love ;     . 
J.VJL   Why  do  my  foes  infult  and  cry, 
Fly  nke  a  twirous,  trembling  dove> 
To  diftant  zvoods  or  mountains  fly  ? 
2  3  f  government  be  once  deftroy'd 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  makes  juftice  vpid, 


PSALM    XII.  33 

Where  (hall  the  righteous  feck  redrefs  ? 

3  The.  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  throne, 
His  eye  furveys  the  world  below  ; 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known  ; ," 
His  eye-lids  fe,nrch  our  fpirits  through. 

4  If  he  afHtcls  his  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  tranfgfeiFors  fear  ! 
His  very  foul  abhors  their  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  mall  rain 
Tesnpefts  of  brimftone,  fire  and  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Oi  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  foul4^ 
Whofe  thoughts  and  acTrcns  are  fmcere. 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

The  irK"n  who  hi?-  own  iroa^ebear. 
Psalm     X!T.     Long  Metre. 
Tie  joint's  fafe'y  and  hope  in  c-vil  times  :  or,  fins  cf 
the,  lo.inue  complained  of,   viz,  blafphemy,  fai/e* 
hcsd,  £fr. 

1  T    ORD,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear, 
jL^r   Virtue  and  truth  yvill  fly  away  ; 

A  laichful  man  among  us  here 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe,  when  neighbours  meet3 
Is  lvV6  with  trifles,  loofe  and  vain  ; 
Their  lips  are  flatt'ry  and  deceit, 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane, 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long  ; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  futrring  and  blafphem'mg  tongue. 


34  PSALM    XII. 

4  Yet  fiall  ouf  tvords  be  free,  they  cry, 
Our  tongues  foallbe  contrould  by  none : 
Where  is  the  Lord  will  (if!?  us  why  ?, 
Or  fay  ^  our  lips  are  not  our  own  ? 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  th'  oppreffor's  haughty  {train, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  reft, 

Nor  (hall  they  truft  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lard,  though  often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit,  mall  ftill  appear  j 

Not  fiiver  fev'n  time*  purify'd 

From  drofs  and  mixture,  mines  fo  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  iriall  in  the  darkeft  hour 
Defend  the  holy  loul  from  harm  : 
Tnough  when  the  vileft  men  have  pow'r, 
On  ev'ry  fide  will  Tinners  fwarm. 

Psalm     XII.     Common  Metre;. 
Complaint  of  a  general  corruption  of  manners  :    or, 
the  promife  and  figns  of  ChriftV  coming  to  judg- 
ment. 
3   "FTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
7x  Religion  lufes  ground  ! 
The  ions  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  arid  promifes  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  fiat trer's  part  ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  lie, 

How  is  :  leir  fury  (tirr'd  ! 
Are  not  our  lips  our  own,  they  cry,. 
And  ivho  fhall  be  our  Lord  ? 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  ev'ry  iide, 


PSALM    XIII.  35 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Are  rais'd  to  feats  of  pow'r  and  pride, 
And  bear  the  fwordin  vain. 

PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blafphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faiih  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  haiVning  on  ? 

Haft  thou  not  giv'n  the  fign  ? 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  promife  io  divine  ? 

7  ,{  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  opprtffors  flee  ; 
*-*  I  mall  appear  to  their  furprife, 
£  And  fet  my  fervants  free." 

8  Thy  word,  like  filver  fev-'n  times  try'd, 

Thro'  ages  (hall  endure  : 
The  men  who  in  thy.truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thv  promife  fure. 
Psalm     XIII.     Long  Metre. 
-Pleading  with  God  under  defertion:  cr,  hope  in  dark-' 
nejs. 

1  TTOW  long,  O  Lord,  (hall  I  complain 

JLLike  one  who  feeks.his  God  in  vain  i 
Can  it  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide, 
_  And  I  ffiti  pray  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever"  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regarded  not  ? 
Still  (hall  my  foul  thy  abfence  mourn  ? 
And  ftill  defpair  of  thy  return  I 

3  How  long  (hall  my  poor  troubled  breafi:  , 
Be  with  theie  anxious  thoughts  oppreft  ? 


36  PSALM    XIII. 

And  Satan^  my  malicious  foe. 
Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  fo  low  ! 
a   Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 
Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
If  thou  withdraw  thy  heav'nly  light, 
I  fleep  in  everlafting  night. 

5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  boalf, 
If  but  one  praying  foul  be  loll  ! 
But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  grace, 
And  (hall  again  behold  thy  face. 

6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  mggeft, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  5 
My  heart  {hall  feel  thy  love,  and  raife 
My  cheerful  voice  to  fongs  of  praife. 

Psalm     XIII.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  under  temptations  of  the  de-viL 
j  TT  TQW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  facej 
My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  (hall  I  feel  thofe  heav'nly  rays 
Which  chafe  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  fhall  my  poor  lab'ring  foul 

Wreftleand  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  p^in. 

3  See  h*w  the  prince  of  darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  fpreads  a  mid  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  fun,  and  thou  my  fhield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  my  eyes  are  fealM 
In  death's  eternal  fleep. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boaft  aloud, 


PSALM    XIV.  37 

If  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  (o  long  delay  ! 
6  But  they  {hall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 
And  Sjttgn  hide  his  head  : 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with-dread. 
j  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fav'reign  grace 
Where  all  rny  hope&  have  hung ; 
I  fhali  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
And  vicVry  (hail  be  fung. 
PsteLM     XIV.     \ft  Part.    Common  Metre. 

By  nature  all  men  are  Jinners. 
i  xpOOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay, 
JP    "  That  all  religion's  vain  ; 
Ci  There  is  no  Gcd  who  reigns  on  high, 
u  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men."    - 

2  From. though tsib dreadful  and  profane. 

Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  in  pious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celedial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  who  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his'juince  knew'. 

4  By  na:'ire  all  are  gone  oi\  \y  i 

Then**  practice  all  the  Came  : 
There's  none  who  fears  bis  Maker's  hand  $ 
There's  none  who  iuves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are,  tis'd  to  fpeak  deceit ; 

Their  {landers  never  ceale  ; 
How  fwrft  co  rnifchbf  are  their  feet  ! 
Nor  kttow  the  paths  gf  peace. 
D 


38  PSALM     XIV,  XV. 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root) 
In  all  our  hearts  are  found  j 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 
Psalm     XIV.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
,  Tke folly  ofperfecutors. 

1  A    RE  tinners  now  io  fenfelefs  grown, 
jf"\.   That  they  thy  faints  devour  ; 
Ana  never  worfhip  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awiul  paw'r  ? 

2  Great  God  !  appear  to  their  furprife, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ! 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  (hame. 

3  Doll  thou  not  dwell  among  the  juft? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  Ihould  make  thy  name  our  trull : 
Great  God  !  confound  their  pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  day  were  come, 

To  finifn  ourdiitrcfs ! 
When  God  /hall  bring  his  children  home, 
Our  fongs  (ball  never  cezfe. 
Psalm     XV.     Common  Metre. 
Characters  of  a  faint  i  or,  a  citizen  of Zien  :  or,  the 
qualijlcations  of  a  Cbrifian. 

1  II  fttO  ftia.ll  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 

yV       O  Godofholinefs  r 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  thrcne  of  grace  ? 

2  The  man  who  walks  in  pious  ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  hands, 
Whotrufts  his  Maker's  promifes, 
And  follows  his  commands  : 

5  Who  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  Ijeart, 


PSALM    XV.  59 

Nor  (landers  with  his  tongue  % 
Will  not  promote  an  ill  report. 
Nor  do  his 'neighbour  wrong  : 

4  Who  wealthy  finders  Hill  contemns, 

Loves  all  who  fea?  the  Lord  ; 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  '  i  fwears,. 
Still  he  p?rro-ms  his  word  : 

5  Whole  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  poor  : 
This  man  (hall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  hi*  heav'n  fectire. 
Psalm     XV.     Long  Metre. 
Religion  and  jufiice,  goodvefs  and  truth  :  or,  duties  fa 
God  and  man  :  or,  the  qualifications  of  a   Cbrifiian* 

1  lirHO  (nail  .afcend  thy  heav'nly  place, 

V  V    Great  God, anddwelibeforethy  face  I 
The  man  who  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  be'ow  : 

2  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whole  heart  is  clean  ; 
WhofeJip-  ft  ill  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  ;. 
No  fhnders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  j 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong  : 

3  [Who  will  riot  trail  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt : 

.Sinners  of  itate  he  can  cefpife, 
But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes  : 

^  Firm  to. his  word  he  ever  flood, 
And  a!  »vajs  makes  his  promife  gocd  ; 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears  : 

5-  He  never  ckjals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  juftice  fhould  be  fold  : 
While  c.",;s/jr!pe  and  grind  thej^oor, 


40  PSALM    XVI. 

Sweet  charity  attends  his  door  :] 

6  He  loves  hrsenemies,  and  prays 
Forthofewi.ocurfehim  to  his  face  : 
And  doth  to  all  men  foil  ihe  farr-e 
Whkh  he  would  hop.-  or  wilh  from  them  : 

7  Y<;u  wheri  Ms  holieft  works  are  done, 
His  (c > i\  i le pends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  (hall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 
Psalm     XVI.      i ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Confcjjhn  of  our  poverty ,  and  faints  the  be[i  cctfcpavy  : 
or,  good  'works  profit  men,  not  God, 

1  TPjRiiSERVE  oiCj  LorJ,  in  time  of  need, 
jjL     For  fucoour  to  thy  throne  I  nee, 

h^t  have  no  merits  there  to  pie  it3  ; 
1  My  goodnefc  cannot  reach  to  thte. 

2  Oft  Save  my  heart  and  tonr-ie^confeft 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 

■My  praife  can  never  make  thee  Weft, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  hints. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
So. lie  profit  by  the  good  we  do  \ 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 
Thefeare  the  choice^  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chafe  the  fons  of  roi.  \\l\ 
Togive  a  relifh  to  their  wine, 

I  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 

Whofe  thoughts  and  Language  are  divine. 

Psalm     XVI.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'j  all-fufficiency. 
I   TJOW  bii  their  guiitand  Arrows  rife, 

JljL  Who hafie  to ~kck  foiIle ' '' jI  £°d  • 

1  will  not  tafte  their  facriike, 


fSALM    XVI.  4^ 

Their  offering  of  forbidden  blood. 

1  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  life  has  oiFer'd  up 
Jefusyhis  beft  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feait  ; 

By  day  his  counfels  guide  me  right  : 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  bled, 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  fethim  ftili  before  mine  eyes  ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  ftands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furprife, 
And  be  myeverlafting  guard. 
Psalm     XVI.     3d  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Courage  in  death,  and  hope  of  the  refurrettion, 
i"I  ¥  THEN  God  is  nigh,  my  tafth.  is  ftrong^ 
VV     His  arm  is  rny  almighty  prop  5 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  fleOi  (hall  reft  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  foul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Norlofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flefh  fhait  thy  firtl  call  obey* 
Shake  off  me  dull  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Tlien  (halt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  Iky. 

4.  There  ftreams  of  endlefs  pleafure  flow, 
And  full  difcov'rie?  of  thy  grace, 
Which  we  but  tafted  here  below, 
Spread  beay'fuN  jo)rs  through  al! 'the  place. ■ 
Psalm     XVL      \ft  Part.     Common  Metrc; 
Support  and  counfel  from  God,  without  merit 0  * 
D  2 


4^  PSALM    XVI. 

1  C  ^^  rae>  O  Lord>  *from  evr>'  -foe, 
fc3  la  thee  my  trult  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  which  I  can  doy 

Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 

The  faints  may  profit  by't ; 
The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  men  of  my  delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  idols  hafte, 

And  worihip  wood  or  ftene$ 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft 

Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  conftant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  : 
Much  ami  pleas'd  with  prefent  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  h  my  portion  and  my  joy } 

His  counfe's  are  my  light  j 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve, 

To  his  all-feeing  eye  ; 
Nor  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  [hall  move,. 
While  fuch  a  Friend  is  nigh. 
Psalm     XVI.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  death  and  refurreSiion  <?/*Chrift. 
I   "   T  SE  f  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
X    "  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
"  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefss 
"  My  rlefh  (hall  reft  in  hope. 
1  u  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
u  Where  fouls  departed  are  ; 
'I  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  graver 


PSALM    XVIIv  4J 

•'  To  fee  corruption  there. 
3  M  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
"And  raife  me  to  thy  throae  j 
u  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafures  give, 
*c  Thy  pcefence, joy  u'ikiown." 
4.  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Ghrift,  the  Lord* 
The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fuln's  ;he  word 
Ox  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jefus,  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify 'd  and  (lain  : 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey-  re  (lores  t 
Behold  he  lives  again  ! 

6  When  (ball  my  feetatife  and  fl and 

On  heav'n's  eternal  hills  I 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  thr  Father  fmilev  J 
Psalm     XVII.     Short  Metre. 
Fort  ion  of  faints  andfinners  :.or,  hope  and.  defpair  i&. 
death. 

1  A    RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
j£""\_    Asid  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 

Tney  are  but  thy  chaftihng  rod, 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  tinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here,  ia  this  lire,  his  pleafure  lies. 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boaft  ot  all  hi?  {tore  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  more, 

4  I  fhall  behold  the  face 


44  PSALM    XVI! 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs, 

Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 
5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 

When  I  awake  from  death, 
Dreft  in  thelikenefs  ot  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath. 

Psalm     XVJI.     Long  Metre. 
Thefnner's  portion,  and  faint*  s  hope:  or,  the  heaven 
of fepar  ate  fouls,  and  the  refurrefiion. 

1  T    ORD,  1  am  thine  :  but  thou  wilt  prove 
I  j  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  I 

Wnen  men  of  fpite  agamft  me  join, 
They  are  the  (word,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  : 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know  : 

Tis  all  they  feek  j  they  take  their  (hares, 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  Tinners  value,  1  refign ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  (hall  behold  thy  bHfsfui  face, 

And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs* 
a  This  life's  a  dream,  an  emnty  (how, 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  ftncere  i 
When  lhall  I  'wal^e  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour !  O  bleft  abode  ! 
I  (hall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  fit  fh  and  (in  no  mere  contrcul 
Thefacred  pleafures  cfmy  foul. 

6  My  fle(h  lhall  (lumber  injthe  ground, 
'Till  the  lafr  trumpet's  joyful  found  ; 
Then  bur  ft  the  chains  with  Tweet  furprifer 


PSALM    XVIII.  4£ 

And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 

Vs  a  l m     XVIII     i/  Part. "  Long  Metre . 
Deliverance  from  defpair  :  or,  temttations  cvercom?. 

i  nnHEE will! i6Ve;0£,< 


.„..  ay  hrengdi, 
J[   My  rock,  my  tbw'r,  rtfj  high  defence  5 
Thy  mighty  arm  fhali  be  nf  trull, 
For  I  have  found  iaSvatron  thence; 
:  2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  gr 

Stood  round  me  \vitl7  tneir  difmal  {hade  j 
While  'floods  of  high  iqivs  rofe, 

vAnd  made  my  nuking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  taw  theopY:i;s,;"::  g ates  of  h^li5 
With  endlefs  pains  and  ForroWs  there. 
Which  none  but  thoie  who  fee!,  can  tellj. 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  defpatr. 

4  In  my  dimeis,  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  :- 
He  bow'd  hi?  ear  Co  my  complaint : 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine . 

5  [With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  : 
Awfiil  and  hri£ht  (as  jight'nin*)  inone 
The  hce  of  my  Deliv  'rer,  GOD. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
(Theblat*  of  his  almighty  breath  ;) 

'  He  rent  falvation  from  on  high, 

.Ana  drew  jne  from  the  deeps  of  death,] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  itrength,  and  more  their  rage  $ 
But  Cbri/ij  my  Lord,  is  ConquVor  dill, 

In  all  the  wars  which  devils  wage. 

8  My  fong  for  ever  fhall  record 
Tiiat  terrible,  that  joyful  hour ; 


jp  PSALM    XVIII. 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 
Psalm     XVJII.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

1  "I"    ORD,  thou  haft  (ten  my  foul  fincere, 
JL^  Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  ; 
Before  my  eyes  I  fat  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hail:  own 'd  my  righteous  caufcv 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  ; 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  ever  with  a  broken  heart. 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  fbuggiiogs  in  my  breaft  ! 
Eut  through  thy  grace  which  reigns  within, 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  fin. 

4  Th3t  fin  which  clofe  befets  me  dill, 
"Which  works  and  ftrives  agamfl  my  will  j 
When  fhall  thy  Spirit's  fov'reign  pow'r 
Deftroyir,  that  icrife  no  more  r 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  foul  (hall  find 
A  God  as  faithful,  and  as  kind.] 

6  The  juft  and  pure  {hall  ever  fay, 

Thou  art  mare  pure,  more  juft  than  they  : 
And  men  who  love  revenge,  (hall  know 
God  hath  an  ?rmof  vengeance  too. 
Psalm     XVIII.     3d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Rejoicing  in  God:  or,  fabvation  and  triumph. 
I    TCJST  arc  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
J  Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  abode  -y 
Who  is  a  God  beiide  the  Lord  I 


PSALM    XVIII.  4? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  he  who  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  hclylwotd  to  wield; 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  iaivation  for  my  fhield. 

3  He  lives  (and  bieffed  be  my  Rock) 
The  God  of  my  fatvation  lives  ; 
The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives, 

4  Before  the  feoffors  cf  the  age 
I  will  exak  my  Father's  same, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fhame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  htdy 

'    Thy  grace  for  ever  mail  extend  ; 

Thy  love  to  fains  m  Chrijl^  their  Head, 

Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 
Psalm     XVIII.     iy?  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Victory  and  triumph  aver  temporal  enemies. 

1  1[  1|  7~^  *ove tQeei  ^orc^  an~  ve  2dore, 

Yy       Now  is  thine  arm  reveaPd  ; 
Thou  art  our  rtrength,  ourheav'nly  tow'r, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  fhield. 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  fure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  thence. 

3  When  God,  ou^  Leader,  Ihines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  light'ning  of  his  fpear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array, 


43  PSALM    XVIII. 

In  millions  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  fyrfft  .-j  fl  i  --. .-  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armicr  a/e  difmay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strikes-  all  their  courage  deac. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rais  for  the  field, 

With  ail  their  dreadful  (kill ; 
Gives  them  Jiis  awful  fvyord  to  wield, 
And'makt  s  their  hearts  of  iteel. 
*l  [He  arms  our  captains  for  the  fight, 
Though  there  his  name's  forgot  j 
(He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.) 
S  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  bleft 
For  his  own  churches'  fake  ; 
The  pow'rs  which  give  his  people  red, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake.] 
Psalm     XVIII.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  conqueror's  fing. 

1  r  H  ^O  thine  ai mighty  arm  we  owe 

^      The  t'iumphsof  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  irrength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rs  ; 
Or  burn  their  boafted  fleets ,  or  fcale 
The  proudert  of  their  tow'rs. 
2  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  field, 
And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvation  was  wur  fhieid, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found  ! 
4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry  j 


PSALM    XIX.  49 

They  periih  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  Rock  (o  great,  fo  high, 

So  pow'rful  as  our  God  ? 
The  Rock  of  Ifrel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  bled  ; 
?Tis  his  own  amy  the  vidYry  gives, 

And  gives  his  people  reft. 
On  kings  who  reign  as  David  did, 

He  pours  his  bleffings  down  ; 
Secures  their  honours  to  their  feed, 

And  well  fupperts. their  crown. 
Psalm     XI)£.    \ ft  Fart.    Short  Metre. 
The  book  of  'nature ,  and  offcripture. 
For  a  Lord's  day  morning. 

i  TJEHOLD  the  lofty  fcy 

J3  Declares  its  Maker,  God, 
And  2iU  the  ftarry  works  on  high 

Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 
%  The  darknefs  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  courfe  the  fame  \ 
While  night  to  day,  asd  day  to  night, 

Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  diff'rent  land 

Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known  : 
They  (hew  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Chriftian  landsj  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  word ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  ftatutes  and  commands,    \ 

Are  fet  before  ©ur  eyes, 
He  puts  his  gofbei  in  our  hand?, 
E 


5o  PSALM    XIX. 

Where  our  falvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  juft  and  pure, 

His  truth  without  deceit ; 
His  promifes  for  everfure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  tafte, 

Affords  i'o  much  delight, 
Nor  gold,  which  has  the  furnace  pafs'd, 
So  much  allures  the  light. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  fing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 

.  Iamv  Redeemer's  name.] 
Psalm     XIX.     id  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Gtd's  ivcrd moji  excellent:  cr3Jtncerity  and  <maUh- 
t  fulnefs. 

For  a  Lord's  day  morning. 

1  TOEHOLD  the  morning  inn 
J3  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 

His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  2nd  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes, 

it  fprcads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3  jriow  perfect  i*  thy  word  ! 

'  Ant1  all  ill y  judgments  j uft  ;        / 
For  ever  fare  thy  promifc,  Lord, 
And  lien  fecurely  truft. 

racious  God,  how  plain- 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n  ! 
.  m\  er  read  in  vain, 
nod  the  path  to  hcav'n. 


PSALM    XIX.  51 

.     PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  left  1  ftray. 

6  O,  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  r 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  mind 
I  would  not  care  tranfgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  fin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  ofmine, 

VVhofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpread  thy  praife  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  worihip  and  the  fong, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Psalm     XIX.     Long  Metre. 

The  books  of  nature  and  fcripture  compared :  or,  the 
glory  and  fuccefs  of  the  go/pel. 

1  r~jr*\tlE  heav'ns  declare  thy  giory,  Lord, 
J[  ,    In  ev'ry  ftar  thy  wifdom  fhin£s  5 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

I  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light. 
And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confefs  j 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  has  writ, 
Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 

$<  Sun,  moon,  and  (tars  convey  thy  praife 

.  Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  Hand  ;, 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch'dand  glanc'd  onev'ryland.     ; 

|.  -  Nor  (hall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  je&, 


52  PSALM    XIX. 

'Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  5 
'Till  Chr'tft  has  all  the  nations  blcft, 
Which  fee  the  light,  or  feel  the  fun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteoufnefs^arife, 

.     Blefs  the  dark  world  with'heav'nly  light ; 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  firh pie  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right.   v 

6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renew'd,  and  fins  forgiv'n  : 
Lord,  clearffe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew, 
And  rmrke  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav'n. 

Psalm     XIX.     Particular  Metre. 
The  book  of  nature  and  fcripture, 

GReat  God,  the  heav'n's  well-order'd  frame 
Declares  the  glories  ofthy^ntfme  : 
There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  fhine  ; 
A  thoufand  Uarry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear,  V 
Of  boundlefs  pow'r,  and  ikill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  wifdom  read  ; 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raile 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praiFe, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  inftruftions  run 
Far  as  thejournies  of  the  fun, 

And  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice ; 
The  fun,  like  fome  young  bridegrdqm  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  theeaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  ea;  tli  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles  and  fpeaks  his  Maker,  G d  » 

All  nature  joins  to  (hew  thy  praife  j 


fSALM    XX.  53 

Thus  God  in  ev'ry  creature  fhines  ; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines  j 
But  fairer  is  thy  bookofgFace* 

PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diftrefl  1 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, « 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  fezt  to  ftray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  foul  to  reft. 

6  From  the  difcov'ries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  ; 

Thefe  are  my  ftudyand  delight ; 

Not  hontey  fo  invites  the  taftc, 

Nor  gold  which  has  the  furnace  pafs'd, 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 

7"  Thy  threat'nings  -wake  my  flumb'ring  eyes-, 

And  warn  me.  where  my  danger  lies  $ 

But  'tis  thy  blefled  gofpel,  Lord, 
Which  makes  my  guilty  conference  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin,- 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 
8  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prefumptueus  fins  reftrain  : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain-. 
Psalm     XX.    Long  Metre. 
Prayer  and  hope  of  <vi8ory. 
For  a  day  of  prayer  in  time  of  war. 
I   IWTO^  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
JLlJ  Attend  his  peopled  humble  cry  i 

E2 


54  PSALM'  XXL 

Jebrjab  hears  when  Ifrel  prays, 
And  brings  delivVance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  "Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  fhields  or  brazen  walls  j 
He  from  his  fanctuary  fends 
Succour  and  ftrength,  when  Zion  calls, 

3  Weil  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 
His  Jove  exceeds  our  bed  deferts  : 
His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

4  In  his  falvaticm  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  7/rW's  God, 
Our  troops  {hall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafts: 
Oux  fu reft  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hods, 

6  [Omay  themem'ryof  thy  name 
Infpire  cur  armies  for  the  fight ! 

Our  foes  (hall  fall,  and  die  with  fhame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  fhameful  flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavifli  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
aTill  thy  falvation  {ball  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fang. 
Psalm     XXI.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  exalted  to  the  kingdom. 

1  T\AV1D  rejoie'd  in  God,  his  /trengtb, 

R-is'd  to  the  throne  by  fpeaal  grace; 
But  Cbrijl)  the  Son,  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph,  and  the  praife, 

2  How  great  is  the  Mejfiab\  joy 


PSALM    XXII.  55 

In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 

And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  lead  requeft  withhold  j 
Bleffings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  mine, 
Bleft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  ofeverlafung  days. 

5  Thine  hand  mail  find  out  all  his  foes, 
And,  as  the  fiery  open  glows 
With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 
So  mall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

Psalm     XXII.     ijr  Part.   -Common  Metre. 
The  fufferings  and  death  of '  Chrifl. 

1  "^If /"^Y  kas  mv  God  my  foal  forfook, 

V  y      Nor  will  a  fmile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguim  fpoke^ 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

AmoDg  thy  praifing  faints, 
Yet3  thou  canft  hear  a  groan  as  well3 
And  pity  our  complaints, 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 

Afid  great  deliverance  found  -j 
But  I'm  a  worm  ddpis'd  of  men. 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shakini  the  head,  they  pafs  ms  by, 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  (corn; 
tQ  In  v&m  hctruft*  in  God  (they  cry) 
"N^aedasd  forlorn/: 


56  -PSALM    XXII.- 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  rny  flefii, 

By  thine  almighty  word, 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breaft, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  facek 

When  foes  {tend  threat'ning  round. 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found  I 

PAUSE. 

7  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
As  bulls  of  Bafhan,  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell,  my  forrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  fmart  ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pieroemy  feet, 
And  try  to  vexmy  heart. 

9  Yet,  if  thy  fov'reign  hand  let  look 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heav'nly  Father  bruife 

The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 
io  My  God,  if  poffible  it  be, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  : 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 

And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

11  My  heart  diffolves  with  pangs  unknown, 

In  groans  I  wafte  my  breath  : 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  duft  of  death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, 

Andtruft  it  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  dying  flefh  mail  reft  in  hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 


PSALM    XXII.  57 

Psalm     XXII.     zd  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Chr iff  s  fujferings  and  kingdom. 

1  ""^kTO  W  from  the  roaring  i  ion's  rage, 

l%i     "  O  Lord,  prote&  thy  Son, 
"  Nor  leave  thy  Darling  io  engage 
tc  The  pow'rs  of  hell  alone," 

2  Thus  did  our  fufPring  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears  :* 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  vicYry  of  his  death, 

His  throne's  exalted  high  :  * 

And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 

Shall  worfhip  or  (hall  die. 

4  A  num'rous  offspring  misft  arife 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  (hall  be  reckpn'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  ar:d  for  fens, 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  ftiallfee 

His  table  richly  fpread ; 
And  all  who  feek  the  Lord,  {hall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  iflssflial!  know  the  righteoufnefs 

Of  our  incarnate  God5 
And  nations  yet  unborn,  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

Psalm     XXII.     Long  Metre, 

ChrinVj  fujferings  and  exaltation. 

1  VTOW  let  our  mournful  longs  record 
jL^|    The  dying  forrqws  of  cur  Lord  j 
When  he  coqiplain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 

As  ane  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 


5$  PSALM    XXIII. 

And  (hake  their  head?,  and  laugh  in  fcorn  3 
a  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  grave, 
K  Now  let  him  try  himfeifto  fave. 

3  ,c  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 

*'  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  ; 

"  If  God  the  blefled  lov'd  him  fo, 

cc  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?" 

4  Barbarous  people  !  cruel  priefts  ! 

How  they  flood  round  like  lavage  beads ! 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r. 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feay 
'Till  (rreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  5 
By  lot  h;«.  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God,  his  Father,  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefr, 
And  humble  fmnerstafte  his  grace. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Long  Metre. 
GOD  our  Shepherd. 

1  T\/f"^  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  : 
jIVXNow  fhdl!  my  wants  be  well  fupply'd  \ 
His  providence  and  holy  word 

Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  paftures  where  falvation  grows, 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft  ; 

1  here  living  water  gently  fjows. 
And  all  the  food  divinely  Jbfejft. 

3  My  wand 'ring  feet  his  ways  miftake  ; 
But  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  ri.ghteoufntfs. 


PSALM    XXIII.  59 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale. 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 

My  heart  and  hope  (hall  never  fail. 
For  God,  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amidft  thedarknefs  and  the  deeps, 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay .; 
Thy  ftaff  fupports  my  feeble  fteps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  fons  of  earth,  and  fons  of  hell, 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fpread  fo  well, 
With  living  bread,  and  cheerful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  ! 
'Tisa  divine  anointing  (hed, 
Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  'his  houfhold  all  their  days  : 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  flng  his  praife.  j 

Psalm     XXIII.     Common  Metre. 

1  7k  /TY  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 
_L  Y  A   y^kovah  i$  his  name  ; 

la  paitures  frefh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Befide  the  living  firearm 

2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpirit  back, 

When  I  forfakehis  ways, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  (hades -'of  death, 

Tiay  prefence  is  my  fray  : 
A  word  of  thy  fupporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 


60  PSALM    XXIII. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  ftill  my  table  fpread  ; 
My  cup  with  bleffings  overflows, 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fure  prcvifions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 

0  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife  ! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  ftranger,  or  a  guelt, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 
Psalm     XXIII.     Short  Metre. 

1  rTTMlE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

JL*     I  (hall  be  well  fupply'd  : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  caa  I  want  befide  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pafture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  goauray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moll  holy  nanje. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Jho9  I  mould  walk  thro*  death's  dark  fhad 
My  Shepherd's  with  oie  there. 

5  In  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  doft  my  table  fpread  ; 
My  cup  with  fcleflings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 


PSALM    XXIV.  6t 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love, 

Shall  crown  my  foll'wing  days  j 
Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 
Psalm     XXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Dwelling  *wilh  GOD. 

1  rT^HE  e^rth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 

With  Adam\  mitu'rous  race  ; 
Herais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  Tea?. 

2  But  who  among  the  Tons  of  men 

May  vifit  thine  abode  ? 
He  who  has  hands  from  mifchief  clean, 
Whole  heart  is  right  with  God  : 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  bleffings  of  his  grace  :    * 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  who  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  sur  fouls'  immortal  pow'rs, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 
Lift  up  their  everlafting  doors, 
The  King  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory,  who  can  tell 

The  wanders  ©f  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  nations ;  but  to  dwell 
With  faints  is  his  delight. 
Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Saints  dwell  in  heaven  :  or,  ChriftV  afcenfion. 
i   fTlHIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
JL   And  mer>,  and  worms,  and  beafts,  and 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feas,       [birds, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 
2  But  there's  a  brighter  place  on  high, 
F 


62  PSALM    XXV. 

Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  fky  : 
Who  (hall  afcend  that  Weft  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  who  abhors,  and  fears  to  fin, 
Whofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean 
Him  (hall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  blefs,* 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefeare  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
Who  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  (ace  : 
Thefe  fhall  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight, 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  light, 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  fhining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  $ 
Whe  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Yc  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  ; 
Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  Gcd  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heavVs  eternal  door, 

To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 
Psalm     XXV.     \ft  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Waiting  for  pardon  and  direftion* 
i  T  LLF  r  my  foul  to  God, 
X.   My  truft  is  in  his  name ; 
Let  not  my  foes  who  feek  my  blood, 

Still  triumph  in  my  (hame. 
2  Sin,  and  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
Perfuade  me  to  defpair  -9 
Lordj  make  me  know  thy  cov'aant  welJ, 


PSALM    XXV.  6 

That  I  may  'fcape  the  fnare. 

3  From  the  iirft  dawning  ligHt, 

'Till  the  dark  evening  riie^ 
For  thy  falvaticn,  Lord,  1  wait 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  : 
Forgiye  the  lias  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  7'heLorcl  isjuft.  and  kind, 

The  meek  mall  jearn  his  ways3 
And  evYy  "humble  llnner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  good/dels'  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame ; 
He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 
Psalm.    XXV.     id  Part.     Short  Metre. 
,,..  Di-vine  ivfiruBion.-. 

1  TTJ  THERE  IfcU  the  man  be- found. 

VV     Who  fears  C  ofFend  his  Gcd, \ 
Who  loves  the  goTpePs  joyful  found, 
And  -trembles  at  the  rod  ?- 

2  The  Lord  mall  make  him  know 

The  fccrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his. covenant  fliow, 
Ar^d  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  ftili, 
With  fucb  as  to  his  cov'nant  (rand,  - 

And  love  Jo  do  his  will. 
4.v  Their  fouls- fljall  dwell  at  eafe, 

Before  their  Maker's  face  '■& 


64  PSALM    XXV. 

Their  feed  (hall  talte  the  promifes 

In  their  extenfive  grace. 
Psalm     XXV.     ^d  Part.     Short  Metre. 
Difrefs  of  foul :  or,  backfiding,  and  defertioft. 
I    T^/IP^E  eyes  and  toy  defire 
1VJL     Are  £ver  to  the  Lord  j 

1  love  to  plead  his  prcmhes, 

And  reft  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foiil, 

Bring  thy  fslvation  near  ; 

When  will  thy  hand  releafemy  feet 

Out  of -the  deadly,  (hare  ? 

3  When  Gull  the  fev'reign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Reftore  me  from  thofedang'rous  ways 
My  wand'ring  feet  have  trod  r 

4  The  tumuk  of  my  thoughts 

Doth  but  enlarge  rny  woe  ; 
My  fpiriv  languiih.es,  my  heart 
is  de folate  and  low. 

5  With  ev'ry  morning  light 

My  forrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  ray  anguifh  and  my  pain, 
And  .pardon  all  my  (ins. 

PAUSE. 

-  6  Behold  the  fons  of  hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 
Againft  my  life  they  rife,  and  join 

Their  fury  with  deceit. 
7  O  keep  my  foul  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  fhame, 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trutt 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


PSALM    XXVI,  XXVII.  % 

8 'With  humble  faith  I  wait  . 

To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  I/relit  fhall  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 
Psalm     XXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Self-examination :  or,  evidences  of  grace. 
2    T  UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
J|   And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart  j 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife  ftays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart, 

2  1  hate  to  walk,  I  hatetafit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  : 
The  fcoiFer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes, 

3  AmoBg  thy  faints  will  I  appear 
With  hands  well  wafh'd  in  innocence  : 
But  when  I  ftand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chriji\%  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple,  where-  thiae  honours  dwell  j  - 
There  (hall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  pafs'd 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

Psalm     XXVII.     \ ft  Part.     Common  Metre, 

The  church  is  our  delight  andfafety. 
I  TT^HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  iight5 
•*  X    And  mv  Salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  ftrength ;  nor  will  I  fear  * 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
2.  One;  privilege  my  heart  defires  h 
¥2 


66  PSALM    XXVII. 

O  grant  mean  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints, 
The  temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There  mall  I  offer  my  requefts, 

And  fee  tby  beauties  (till ; 

Shall  hear  thy  meffages  of  love, 

And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rife,  and  frorms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide.- 

5  Now  mall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 
Psalm     XXVII.     zd  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  hope. 

1  QOGN  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
l^  "  Ye  children,  feek  my  grace," 
My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 

«  I'll  feek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, . 

Nor  frown  my  foul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  dirtrefling  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  fupply. 
£  My  fainting  flefh  haddy'd  withgriefj 

Had  not  my  foul  believ'd 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 

Nor  \yas  my  hope  deceiv'd. 


PSALM.  XXIX,  XXX.  67 

5  Wait,  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 
And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'il  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

Psalm     XXIX.     Long  Metre. 
Storm  and  thunder. 
i  /^IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
\J  Give  to  the  Lord,  renown  and  pow'r, 
Aicribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud, 
Over  the  ocean  and  the  land; 

His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  light'nings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  Hefpeaks,  and  temped,  hail  and  wind, 
Lay  the  wide  foreft  bare  around  ; 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found. 

4,  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  cedars  break  5 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noire,. 
The  vallies  rear,  the  defarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  Sov'reiga  on  the  flood, 
The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  King  : 
But  makes  the  church  his  blelt abode,. 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counfels  of  his  grace  imparts  : 
Amid  the  raging  (form,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  t©  our  hearts, 

Ps  a  l  m     XXX.     1/  Part.     Lon  g  Me tre t 

Sifknefc  foaled;  andferrov^  rmwtd> 


€3  PSALM    XXX. 

1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
X  At  thy  command  difeafes  fly  ; 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpealc,  and  fave 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  goodnefs  is  I 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice,  and  blefs, 
While  you  record  his  holinefs. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  flay:  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 
Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  Morning-Star  reftores  the  joy. 

Psalm     XXX.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Health,  Jicknefs,  and  recovery.  . 

1  TTMrm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 

I*  And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night; 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  hearr, 
a  Pleafure  and  peace  fhall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftrong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  fo  long  : 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd. 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God, 

11  What  canft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

"  Deep  in  the  duftcan  1  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  ? 

4.  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace  (I  faid) 
"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  V* 
Thy  words  rebuild  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now ; 
I  throw  my  fackdoth  on  the  ground, 


PSALM    XXXI.  69 

And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round. 
6  My  tongue  (the  glory  of  my  frame) 

Shall  ne'er  be  ftlent  of  thy  name  ; 

Thy  praife  mail  found  thro'  earth  and  heav'n, 

For  iicknefs  heal'd,  and  fios  iorgiv'n. 
Psalm"   XXXL     \Ji  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  death. 

1  INTO  thins  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
j[_    My  fpirit  I  commit  5 

Thou  haft  redeem M  my  foul  frsm  death, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  paflions  of  "my  hope  and  tear, 

Maintained  a  double  flrife, 
While  iorrov>\  pain,  and  fin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 


•■•  My  time  is  in  thy  hand  (I  cry'd) 

"  Though  I  draw  near  the  duft  :' 
Thou  art  the  Refuge  where  I  hide, 

The  God  in  whom  I  truft.- 
O  may  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  fervant  (nine, 
And  fave  me,  hr  thy  mercy's  fake, 

For  I'm  intirely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

['Twas  in  my  hade  my  fpirit  faid, 

"  I  rrmft  defpair  and  die3 
"  I  am  cue  off  before  thine  eyes  \** 

But  thru  haft  heard  my  cry. J 
Thy  goodnsfs,  kow  divinely  free  I 

Hoy?  wond'reus  is  thy  grace, 
To  thofe  who  fear  thy  msjefty, 

And  truft  thy  promifes  1 
O  jove  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 


70  PSALM    XXXL 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud  $ 
He'l]  lend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompence  the  proud. 
Psalm     XXXI.     zd  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Deli-jerance  from  fiander  and  reproach. 
I   Ik  JfTY  fyeart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
JlVA    My  God,  my  help,  my  truft  ; 
Thou  haft  pref.rv'd  my  free  fromfhame, 
Mine  honour  from  the  duft. 
1  «  My  life  is  fpent  with  grief  (I  cry'd) 
"  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
""  My  (Irertgth  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 
w  Ami  farrow  waftes  my  bones." 

3  Among  mine  enemies,  my  name 

Was  a  mere  proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev*ry  fide 

Sciz's  and  befef  me  round  :• 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  apply 'd, 
And  fpeedy  refcue  iound. 

PAUSE. 

5  How  great  dehy'rance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  made  their  boafting  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues, 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrong*, 
And  crufh  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  fecret  prefenee,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell ; 
No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 


psalm  xxxn.  71 

Secures  a  faint  Co  well.. 

Psalm     XXXM.    Short  Metre. 
Forgi-venefs  of  fins  upon  confejjion. 

1  /\  BLESSED  fouls  are  they  they 
X^Jr    Whofe  fins  are  cover 'd  o'er  j 

Divinely  bicft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  j 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  fmcere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the.  feft'ring  wound, 
'Till  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  5 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  diftrefs, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 
Psalm     XXXIL     Common  Metre. 
Free  pardon  and  line  ere  obedience  ;  or,  confejjton  and 

forgi-venefs, 
i  "     r  APPY  the  man  to  whom  his  God- 
No  more  imputes  his  fin, 
,  wafk'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 
2  Happy,  beyond  expreftion,  he 

Whofe  debts  are  thus  difebarg'd  5 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free> 
He  feels  his  foul  enlarged. 
I  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies,  ' 

His  words  are  all  fincere ; 
He  guards iiis  heart,  he  guards  his  tfte$ 


Bat,  \* 


72  PSALM     XXXII. 

To  keep  his  conference  clear. 

4  VvTh''{&  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breaft, 
And  wrack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  fecret  fins  reveaPd  ; 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  love  my  pardon  feal'd, 

6  This  (hall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray, 

When,  like  a  raging  flood, 
Temptations  rife,  our  ftrength  and  fray 

Is  a  forgiving  God. 
Psalm     XXXII.     \fi  Part.     Long  Metre. 
"Repentance  and  .free  pardon  :  or,  justification  and 
/anclifcaticn. 

1  "IDLEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  bled, 

fj  Whofe  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
Whofe  fins  with  forrow  are  confefs'd, 
And  cover'd  with  a  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Bleft  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities  ; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  ; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  mat  righteoufnefs 
Which  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fins ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  mines. 

¥sALM     XXXII,     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 


PSALM    XXXIII.  73 

A  guilty  conference  eafed  by  confeffon  and  pardon. 

I   11  yTHiLE  I  keep  filence  and  conceal 
V  V     ^7  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torment  doth  my  confciencc  feel  i 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart ! 

2,  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ; 
Thy  gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  feais  the  grace.  . 

.3  For  this  ihall  ev'ry  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  addreiFes  to  thy  feat : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  (hall  they  find  a  bteft  retreat 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  florms  appear ; 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

Psalm     XXXIII.     \ft  Part.  Common  Metre, 
Works  of  creation  and  providence. 

1  Tf?  EJOK-'I^  ys  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
J^  This  work  belongs  to  you : 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
^  How  holy,  ju£  a  ad  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  rigbteoufne fs, 

Let  heav'nand  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name. 

3  His  wifdotn  and  almighty  word 

The  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  th§  Lord 
Their  fhining  hofls  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep ; 
G 


74  PSALM    XXXIII. 

,The  flowing  Teas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  fbtion  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacicus  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  fhnd  : 
He  fpake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
Andrefts  on  his  command. 

6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  deflgns  j 
His  counfel  (lands  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  in  full  glory  ihines. 
Psalm     XXXIII.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Creatures  <vair.,  and  God  all-fuficie?n . 
"  LEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lbrd 
Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  w^ith  infinite  furvey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies,  from  the  grave  ; 
Norfpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  the  bold  rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beafts  or  men, 

To  hope  for  fafety  thence  ; 

But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 

A  ftrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  truft, 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread  ; 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the  ju(r, 
Among  ten  thoufand  dead. 
i>  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 


PSALM    XXXIIL-  js 

And  bid's  us  from  thy  throne  ; 
Far  we  have ■  mack?  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  uuit  thy  grace  alone. 
Psalm     XXXIIL     lft  Part.  Particular  Metre, 

Works  of  creation  and  providence. 
i\TE.  holy  (ouis,  in  God  rejoice, 
j[   Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  forigs  be  new  ; 
Sing  oi  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  "and  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 
2-  Juilice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

s\n6  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves  ; 

His  word  the  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
How  wide  they  fliiae  from  north  to  Couth  ; 
And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 
Were  all  \hz  ftarry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  feas, 
Thole  wat'ry  treasures  know  their  piace 
'•    In  the  vafi  i'orehoufe  of  the  deep  ; 
He  fpake,  and  gave  ail  nature  birth, 

Amd  fires,  and  leas,  and  heav'n  and  earthy 
His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  fueh  refiiilefs  pow'r, 

Nor  tila're  indulge  their  feeble  rage  ; 
Viiin  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  your  hands, 
But  his  eternal  counfe'i  Hands, 

And  rales  the  world  from  age  to  age. 
EsalpvS     XXXIIL     idPart.     Particular  Metre, 

Creatures  <vain,  and  GOD  all-fujjicient, 
I    /"~\  HAPPY  nation,  where  me  Lord 
\^j?  Reveals  the  treasures  of  his  word, 


7$  P  S  A  L  M    XXXIV. 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  f 
His  eye  the  Heathen  world  iurveys, 
He  form'd  iheir  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 

But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 

And  of  his  Itiength  fnt  champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpcedi  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 

Togiarrd  his  iltzr.  cr  tuUy. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  eompafliorij.  Lord, 
Doth  r^cre  Secure  defence  a fiord, 

When  death,  or  dangers  tbreai'iiing  (land : 
Trfy  v/itchfu'  eye  orderves  thejtrfl, 
Who  qfiafce  thy  oame  their  fear  and  iruft, 

When  wars  or  famine  *jafte  the  land. 

4  In  ftcknef? ,  or  the  bloody  field, 
"Thou  oer  nJijljcian,  tktu  s»ur  ftiielc, 

Seal!  us  lalvation  from  thy  throne  j 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goaddefs  fhirie  ; 
Let  us  Tiyv.zz  iii  h<. 'p  -J'p.-ine, 
For  nh  our  hope  is  God  a!<me. 
Psalm     XXXIV.'    ijl  ?a-rt.     Long  Metre. 
GW*j  c*?k?  of  the  faints  :  or,  deliverance  hj  proytr. 
i    If    O&D,  i  will  bids  thee  all  my  aayi, 
g^/Vfay  pfaife  Owl]  dwell  upon  mv  tongue  ; 
My  foul  ihall  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  feints  pyoice  lo hear  the  ion-. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  iv.c, 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name  ; 

I  fpught  th'  etcrniil  God,  and  be 
Irhs  net  expos'd  my  hope  to  ihr.me. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 


PSALM    XXXIV.  77 

My  fecret  groaning  reach'd  his  cars  i 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

j.  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel- the  heav'nly  fhine  ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  fkier 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine* , 

;  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  ths  men  who  fsrve  th«  Lord  : 
O  fear  and  leve  him,  all  ye  feints, 
Tafte  of  his  grace,  and  trufY  hi*  word. 

>  The  wild  young  lions  pinch'd  with  pa««a 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  > 
But  none  {hall  feek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  fupplies  of  real  good. 

Psalm     XXXIV..  id  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Religious  education :  or,  inftruflion  of  piety. 

I-  /^Hildren  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
V^  Your  parents'  hope,  your  parent*'  joy, 
Attend  the-counfels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

i  If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 
And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftate, 
Reftrain  your  feet  from  finful  ways, 
Your  lips  from  flander  and  deceit. 

5  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  •, 
He  fets  his  frowning  face  againft 
The  fbns  ©f  violence  and  lies. 

%  To  humble  fouls,  and  broken  heart?, 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  :    . 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie, . 
G  z 


7S  PSALM    XXXIV. 

5  Ha  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groan?, 
Hn  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death  y 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 
They  in  his  praiie  employ  their  breath. 

Psalm     XXXIV.     ij?  Part.    Common  Metre- 
Prayer  and  praife  for  eminent  deli-verance. 

i   T'LL  b!efs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day : 
X  How  good  are  all  his  ways  ! 
Ye  humble  fouls  who  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praife. 

2  Sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  Tinner  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  fhame, 
Nor  was  his  fuit  deny'd. 

3  When  threat'ning  forrows  round  me  flood, 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes. 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrefs, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  (harped  torments  eafe, 
And  Tilenc'd  all  my  fears. 

PAUSE. 

5  O  Tinners,  come  and  tafte  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Round  where  his  children  dwell  : 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents, 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 

7  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  (aims  of  his  -3 
rt.i    e  ye  regards  the  julf ; 


PSALM    XXXIV,  XXXV,  [79- 

How  richly  bleft  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  truft  ! 
8  Young  lions  pinch'd  with  hunger,  roar, 
And  farnifh  in  the  wood  ; 
But  God  (applies  his  holy  poor, 
With  ev'ry  needful  good.] 
Psalm     XXXIV.     zd  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Exhortations  to  peace  and  bolinefs, 

1  /^OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord3 
\^4    And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mifchief,  pradYife  love, 

Purfue  the  works  of  peace  : 
So  ihall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 

And  fet  your  fouls  at  eafe. 
3.  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry  : 
When  broken  fpirits dwell  in  duft, 

The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  though  the  for  rows  here  they  tads 

Are  {harp  and  tedious  too  ?' 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft, 
Is  therr  fupporternow. 

5  Evil  £hall  finite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  fecures  his  own  : 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  {Ude3 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  defolation,  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  finner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeem'd  their  fouls. 
Psalm    XXXV.     ij?  Fart.     Common  Metre; 


So  PSALM    XXXV. 

Prayer  and  faith  ofperfecutsd  faints :  er,    impreca- 
tions jnixed  with  charity. 

1  "J^TOW  plead  my  caufe,  almighty  God* 
Jjty     With  all  the  ions  of  ftrife  ; 

And  fight  againft  the  men  of  blood, 
Who  fight  againlt  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  (pear,  and  ftop  their  vray, 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 
But  to  my  foal  in  mercy  fay, 
u  I  am  thy  Saviour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  fnares  to  catch  my  fcct$ 

And  nets  of  mifchief  fpread  : 
Plunge  the  deftroyen  in  the  pit 
Which  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  ant1  darknefs  hide  their  way, 

And  flipp'ry  be  their  ground  ; 
Thy  wrath  fhal!  make  their  lives  a  prey. 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  cfearT  before  the^wind 

Before  thine  angry  breath  ; 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind, 
Purfues  theai  down  t«  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  which  leads  to  hell  > 

Then  let  the  rebels  die, 
Wbofe  malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  rnaft  high. 

7  B*t|  if  (boa  haft  a  chofen  few 

Among  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew, 
By  thy  furpriiing  grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  voite 

To  make  thy  wonders  known  \ 
In  their  faivaiwjn  I'll  rejoice. 


PSALM    XXXV,  XXXVI.  Si 

Ancl  bl<?fs  thee  for  my  own. 
Psalm     XXXV.     zd  Fart..  Common  Metre. 
Love  to  enemies  :  or,  tlie  hue  of  Chrift  to  finners> 
typified  in  David. 
EHOLp  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
Which  holy  David  {hows  ; 
Hark,  how  his  founding  bowels  move. 
To  his  smiacd  foes  i 

2  When  they  are  nek,  his  fou!  cornplaifif, 

And  feems  to  feci  thefmart  ; 
The Tpint  of  thegofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  Bowing  tecs  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  6^i  I 
And  fading  mortify ii  his  foul, 
While  foot  thcif  life  fee  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd  &ad  curs'd  him  on  their  bed. 

Yet  ihli  p$  pleads  2nd  mourns  \ 
And  double  bkifings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious,  type  of  heav'nly  grace  i 

Thus  Chi'iji^  the  Lord,  appears,; 
While  tinners  curfe,  the  Saviour  pray?, 
And  pities  theit?  with  tears* 

6  He?  the  true  David,  Ifrel's  King3 

13iefb  and  bc-lov'd  of  Got),' 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in.  iin, 
Paid  bis  owndesreit  blood. 
Psalm     XXXVI.     Long  Metre. 
The  perfections  and  providence  of  Gcd  ;.  cr>  general. 

providence,  andfpecial  grace. 
I   TJiGH  ia  taeheav'ns,  eiernal  God,. 
il  Thy  ^oainsfs  in  full  glory  (nines  j. 


$z  PSA  LM    XXXVI. 

Thy  truth  IhaU  break:  thrrfuglt  ev'rv  cloud 
Winch  veils  and  darkens  thy  bVirgns. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  ju&rce  itands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty -deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  iargt;, 
Both  man  and  bead  thy  bounty  ihare, 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprings  : 
The  tons  of  Adam,  in  diftrefs, 

Fly  to  the  ihadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe 
We  ftiall  be  fed  with  fweet  re palt ; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flow?, 
Ana  brings  fakation  to  our  tafte. 

6  Lif-,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  frorh  the  preience  of  my  Lord; 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  (ball  fee 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

Psalm     XXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
Praftical  Atheijm  e.xpcfed  :  or,  the  being  and  attri- 
butes of God  ajferted. 

1  *\TL  7*Hile  men  grow  hold  in  wicked  v. -ays, 

W      And  yet  a  God  they  own. 
My  heart  within  me  often  lays, 

4<  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 

(Whate'er  their  lipsprofefsj 
God  hath  no  wrath  fur  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  grace. 


PSALM    XXXVI.  85 

3  What  ftrange  felf-flati'ry  blinds  their  eyes ! 

But  there's  an  halting  hour, 
When  they mall  fee  vvl'ih  fore  furprife, 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. 

4  Thy  juftice  fhall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown,      f 
A  deep  unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  hea'vns*  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  j 
Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds. 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  bead  ; 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  choofe  to  reft. 

7  [From  thee  when  creature  dreams  run  low3 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  fhall  flow, 
And  raife  our  pleafures  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternal  day, 
Where  clouds  can  never  rife.] 
Psalm     XXXVI.     Short  Metre. 
Whs  fwickednefs  of  man,  and  the  majefiy  of  God  $ 
6r,f  radical  Atheifm  expofed. 
I  "\TfT"M^  man  grows  bold  io  iin, 

yfy      My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
"Nor  fear  before  his  eyes."' 
1  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd, 
In  a-felf-flati'ring  dream, 


84  PSALM    XXXVII. 

'Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  revealM^ 
Expofebis  hateful  n2me,] 

3  His  heart  is  telle  and  foiil, 

His  words  are  f  nooth  aT*d  fair  : 
Wifdom  is  banifh'd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  gcodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchiefs  to  fulfil  ; 
He  fits  his  heart,  his  hands,  his  head 
To  pra&ife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  Cod, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear  ; 
Hisjuftice  hid  behind  a  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranfcends  the  fky, 

In  heav'n  his  merciej  dwell  j 
Deep  as  the  fea  his  judgments  lie, 
Hi;  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  fafcty  fprings  ! 
O  never  let  my  foul  remove 

Ftfom  underneath  his  wings ! 
Psalm     XXXVII.     \ft  Part.  Common  Metre 
H'hs  cure  ofe.-^y,  fretfulne/s,  and  unbeliefs  cr,  ti 
rewards  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked  ;  cr,  t). 
world's  hatred,  and  the  fain?  s  patience. 

i  "\\  T"HY  mould  ivex  my  foul,  and  fret 
V V     To  fee  the  wicked  rife  j 
Or  envy  (tuners  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 
2  A?  flow'ry  grafs  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  ev'ning  fades, 
So  (hall  their  glories  vaaifh  foon, 


PSALM    XXXVII.  B5 

In  everlafting  fhades. 
I  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 
And  pra&ife  all  that's  good  : 
So  mall  I  dwell  among  the  juft, 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 
j.  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 
Thy  hand  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  fhalt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  laS  the  earth  poffefs, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  fouls  are  giv'n. 

PAUSE. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rife, 
Though  providence  mould  long  delay 
To  punifh  haughty  vice. 
3  Let  finners  join  to  break  your  peace, 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 
9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  fword, 
.  Have  bent  the  murd'raus  bow 
To  flay  the  men  who  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low* 
io  My  God  mail  break  their  bows,  and  burn 
Their  perfecting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  f words  sgainft  them  turn  s 
H 


86  PSALM    XXXVII. 

And  pair,  furprife  their  hearts. 
Psalm     XXXVII.     zd  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Charity  to  the  poor  :  or,  religion  in  nuords  and  deeds, 

1  "T  T  Til  Y  do  the  wealthy  wicki'd  boait, 

Yy      And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaneft  portion  of  the  juft, 
Excels  the  Tinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  : 
The  faint  is  merciful,  and  lend?, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  Kisalms'withlib'ral  heart  he  gives 

Among  the  fons  of  need  ; 
His  tnem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  b-IefiTed'is  his  feed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  ftander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  leam'd  of  God. 

5  The  law'  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord, 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
Jiis  feet  (hall  never  Hide. 

6  When  finners  fall,  the  righteous  ftani 

Preferv'd  from  ev'ry  fnare  ; 
They  flfiaH  pcfiefs  the  promis*d  land. 
And  dwell  forever  there, 
Ps  a l m     XXXVII.     3d  Part.  Common  Metre- 
The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked \ 
I   ']&  J&TY  God,  the  fleps  of  pious  men 
-IV JL    ^re  P^er'tJ  by  thy  will  ; 
Though  they  ihould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  (upports  them  (till. 


FSALM    XXXYIL  .  S7 

Z  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves  ; 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  hi?  grace,,' 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 
3  The  hefcvYily  heritage  is  their?. 
Their  portion  and  their  home  : 
He  feeds  theqi  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Ofbleifings  longtp  come. 
4.  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  (oris  of  men, 
Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  (hall  CorifeTs  their  pride  was  vain. 
When  fuftice  rafts  thern  down.' 

PAUSE. 

5  Tfie  haughty  ilnner  Ihave  ften, 

Not  fearing  man  cor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  .green,. 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  he  vaniuYd  from  the  ground, 

Delrroy'd'  by  hands  urfefi  ; 
Nor  roc:.,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found,1: 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But,  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 

His  fev'ral  fteps  attend  ; 
True  pleafure  runs  tjjro*  ail  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 
Psalm  *  XXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
Guilt  of  cenf dense   and  relief :    or,  repentance  and 

'  prayer  for  pardoti  and  health. 
3      A    MIDS  1  thy  wrath  remember  love, 

XX.     R'ftore  thy  fervant,  Lord  ; 
J  Nor  let  a  Father's  chaft'ning  prove 

Like  an  avenger's  (Word. 
2.  Thine  arrows  {tick  within  my  heart, 


18  PSALM    XXXVIII. 

My  fiefh  is  forely  preft  ; 
Between  the  fcrrow  and  the  fmart, 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 

3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t*  2tone. 

4  My  thoughts  ^re  like  a  troubled  fea, 

My  head  ftill  bending  down  : 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore, 

None  of  my  pow'rs  are  whole  ; 
The  inward  snguifh  makes  me  roar, 
The  anguifh  of  my  foul. 

6  All  my  defire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  ev'ry  tear, 
And  ^'ry  figh,  2nd  ev'ry  groan 
Is  BQtic'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God>  my  only  hope, 

My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 

My  God  will  bear  my  fpirit  up 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

8  My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  Aide, 

My  foes  rejoice  to  fee't, 
They  raife  their  plealure  and  their  pride, 
When  they  fupplant  my  feet. 

9  But  riiconftfs  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  my  graces  be, 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 
3  0  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  pa  ft, 
And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 


PSALM    XXXIX.  So 

0  Lord  of  my  faivation  hafte, 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 

Psalm     XXXIX.      ift  Pari.     Common  Metre, 
Watchfulnefs  over  the  tongue:  or ',  prudence  and zeal, 

1  PF1HUS  I  refelv'd  before  the  Lord, 

J[     «  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue,  . 
"  Left  I  let  Hip  one  finful  word, 
•"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And  if  I'm  e'er  conftrain'd  to  ftay 

With  men  ef  lives  profane, 
I'll  kt  a  double  guard  that  day^ 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain, 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  [peak  . 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcofFers  Should  th'  occafion  take 
To  mock  my  taqly  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over  a  w'd, 
But  let  thefccfHng  finner  hear 
That  1  can  foeak  tor  God. 
p£  a  l  m     XXXIX. *    2d  Part.  •  Common  Metre- 

The  vanity  of  man. 
I  rir^EACH  me  the  me^ture  of  my  day?,  . 
J[      Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  : 

1  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

•2  A  fpan  is  all  which  we  can  boaft>  . 
An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dyft 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 
3  Sea  the  vain  race  of  mortals  movt 
Like  foadows  o'er  tne  plain. 
They  rage  arid  ftrivs,  defire  and  iover, . 
H  % 


p  PSAL^i     XXXIX. 

But  all  their  ncife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  (how, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  j 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  net  who, 
And  ftrait  are  (esn  no  mere. 

5  What  could  I  wifh  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creature?,  earth  and  duft  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  difappoint  our  truft. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  deftres  recal  j 
I  give  my  mortal  int'reft  up, 

And  make  my  God  myall. 
Psalm     XXXIX,     ^d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Sick-bed  devotion  :  or,  pleading  without  repining. 

1  iT^i  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
\JT    Behold  the  paias  I  feel  't 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 

2  Difeafes  are  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 

Againft  thy  chaft'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  bumble  cries, 

Remove  thy  flaarp  rebukes  : 
My  ftrength  confumes,  my  fpirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  itrokes. 

4  Crufli'das  the  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  duft  ; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftajd, 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft. 

5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  foon  the  bubble's  broke  ! 


PSALM    XL.  91 

AJamznd  all  his  num'reus  race 
Are  vanity  and  fnioke.J 
5  I'm  but  a  fojourner  below, 
As  all  my  fathers  were  j 
May  I  be  wet)  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  the  iummons  hear. 
7  But  if  my  life  befpar'H  a  while, 
Before  my  laft  remove, 
Thy  praife  mall  be  my  bufmefs  ft  ill, 

And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 
Psalm     XL.     \ft  Part.     Common  Metre, 
Afong  of  deliverance  f  rem  great  dijlrefs. 

1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
JL    He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  :    . 
He  few  me  r^ing  on  his-  word, 

And  brought  falvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  rt*y  bonds  rele&s'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miryoclay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  (land, 

•  And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  His  hand 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  5 

The  dints  with  joy  mall  hear, 
Arid  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear, 

5  How  maay  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Thei.f  numbers  to  repeat. 
(y    When  I'm  a£fli&e<l,  poor,  arid  low, 


92  PSALM    XL. 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
Psalm     XL.     zd  Part,  Common  Metre. 

^he  incarnation  ana\facrtfice  o/"Chrift. 

THUS  faith*  thdLord,  **  Your  work  is  vain, 
"  Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er  5 
*  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flain, 
u  My  foul  delights  no  more." 

2  Thenfpake  the  Saviour,  «  Lo,  I'm  here, 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will; 
"  Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare, 
"  Thy  Servant  fha  11  fulfil. 

3  Cf  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight) 

"  I  keep  it  near  my  heait; 
Ci  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
u  To  what  thv  lips  impart/' 

4  And  fee,  life  bleft  Redeemer  come* !  * 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears  ! 
And  at  th*  appointed  time,  afTumes 
The  body  God  prepares^ 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace,. 

And  much  his  truth  he  ihew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoumefs, 
Where  great  afTembiies  flood. 
5  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 
He  pity'd  Tinners'  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  facrifice. 

PAUSE. 

7  No  blood  offrufts  on  altars  fhed, 
Could  wafh  the  conference  clean  ; 
But  the  rich  Ijicrifice  he  paid. 


PSALM     XL.  $.$ 

Atones  for  all  our  fin. 
f>  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  prom  is  'd  feed, 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke, 
Psalm     XL.     Long  Metre-. 
Chrift.  our  facrifice. 

THE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought 
Exceed  our  praife  Jurrhourit  cur  though^ 
Shou^S  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  fpeech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

2  No  blood  of  beads  en  altars  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfc  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  \ 
But  thou  haft  fee  before  our  eyes 
An  sll-fuiHcientfecrifiee. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  demands  he  bows  his  ears  5. 
Affumes  a  body  well  prepaid, 

And  well  performs  the  work  fo  hard. 

4  u  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
"  Of  tins,  and  do  thy  will*  my  G<xL 

5  "  'Trs  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"  'Tisinthy  b*>ok  foretold  of  me, 
u  I  ffiuft  fulfil  the  Saviour**  part  ; 
"  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  ohedieacedraw, 

«  When  en  my  crofs  I'm  lifted  high? 

u  Or  on  my  throne  above  the  fky. 

7  <*  The  Spirit  mall  defcend  and  fhow 

"  What  thou  hail  done,  and  what  I  do  ; 


94  PSALM    XLI,  XLII. 

"  The  wond'riag  world  mall  learn  thy  grace> 
".Thy  wifdom,  and  thy  righteoufnefs." 

Psalm     XLI.     Long  Metrei, 
Cbr,  v>;  to  the  poor  :   or,  pity  to  the  affitlcd. 
i   "1  tan  vvhofe  bowels  move, 

j|3  k  with  pity  to  the  poor, 

V\    i  .• ;  ■'   -  •  --.thizing  love 

-  faints  endure. 

2  Hi  ,  \:r  their  relief 
Mure  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  : 
He  in  i  time  1   grief 

Shall  6nd  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  fpjjl  fhali  live  fac-ure  on  earth, 
With  fecret  blciHngs  on  his  head, 
Whendrot  .1  peftilence,  and  dearth, 
Around  him  oft\  ir  dtad. 

4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
G^d  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiV'^ 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heav'n. 

Psalm     XLIL      Common  Metre. 
Defer: ion  and  hope  ;   or,  complaint  of  abjsnee  from 
public  <ivorfp;p. 

1  "WTlTR.  earncit  longings  of  the  mind, 

W      Mv  God,  to  thee  Hook  j 
So  pant:  the  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  tatte  the  cooling  brook. 

2  When  [hall  1  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ?  - 

So  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face, 

My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 

And  tears  are  my  repaft ; 


PSALM.  XL1I.  95 

The  (oeinfults  without  ccntroul, 

And  where* s  your  God  at  laft  ? 
4.  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now 

1  thick  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  houie  did  numbers  go, 

And  all  our  work  was  praife. 

5  Bur,  why  my  foul,  funk  down  To  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
"Why  do-my  thoughts  indulge  defpair, 
And  fin  againft  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord  (whofe  mighty  hand 

Can  all  my  woes  remove  ;) 
For  I  (hall  yet  before  him  ftand, 
And  fingxeftoriag  love. 
Ps  a l  m     XL1I .     Long  Metre. 
Melancholy  thoughts  reproved :  or,  hope  in. .ajfticHon* 

1  "<&  M"Y  fpirit  finlcs  within  me,  Lord, 
JL  Y  A  ^llt  ^  ^ipcall  thy  name  to  mind, 
And-times  of  paft  diftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noife 
Swell  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  fpread  ; 
Thy  water-fpouts  drown  ail  my  joys, 
And  riling  waves  all  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love. 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  ctey, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  gr^ce  remove  ; 
The  night  mail  hear  me  when  I  pray. 

4  I'll  cafe  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  «  My  God,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  (a  long  forget 

"  The  foul  which  groans  beneath  thy  ftroke  I 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  which  finks  io  low*, 


9$  PSALM    XLIV. 

Why  (hould  my  foul  indulge  her  grief  ? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  toog 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fure  relief. 
6  Thy  light  and  truth  fhall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  word  fhall  my  beft  thoughts  employ, 
And  ie2d  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
My  God,  m?  mo'ft  exceeding  joy. 
Psalm     XLIV.     Common  Metre. 
Ihe  church's  complaint  in  perfecution. 

1  "J*    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
L^/   Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 

The  wonders  of  their  days, 

2  How  thou  didfl  build  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gofpel  known  j 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  fhone. 

3  In  God  they  boaftcd  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  fhame, 

Confufion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falfely  dealt  with  heav'n  ; 
Nor  have  our  (teps  declin'd  the  road 

Of  duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 
§  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  deftru&ive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  fore 

Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 


PSALM    XLV.  97 

PAUSE. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  caufe, 
As  fheep  for  {laughter  bound,  we  lie 
By  (harp  and  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arue,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  deeps  thy  w©nted  grace  ? 
Why  ihould  we  look  like  men  abhorr'd* 
Or  banifh'd  from  thy  face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off  ? 

And  ft  ill  neglect,  our  cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly  love 
From  our  affii&ed  eyes  ? 
io  Down  t©  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd, 
And  dies  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  pow'r  confound. 
1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fname, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honours  o£thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 
Psalm     XLV.    Short  Metre. 
The  glory  flfChrift  >   the  fuccefs  of 'the  go/pel ';  and 
the  Gentile  church. 
i  "%  ATY  Saviour  and  my  King, 

XVJL     Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  blefiings  overflows 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 

Gird  09  thy  dreadful  fword, 
And  ride  in  majefty,  to  fpread 
The  conquefti  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  foes. 


9*  PSALM    XLV. 

Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 
While  juftice,  meeknefs,  grace:  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right; 

Thy  throne  fhali  ever  (land  ; 
And  thy  victorious  g'ofpel  proves 
Afceptrein  thine  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 

Hath  without  meafure,  fhed 
His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  oil 

T'  anoint  thy  facred  head. 

6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gentile  church  is  feen 
Like -a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

And  princes  guard  the  queen. 

7  Fair  bride  receive  his  love, 

Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows.] 

8  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy fweeteft thoughts  employ; 
Thy  children  fhall  his  honours  fing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 
Psalm     XLV.     Common  Metre. 
The  per/on  al  glories  and  government  ofChv'A* 
i   T'LL  fpeak  the  honours  of  my  King  ; 
JL  His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  th«  fons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 
2  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heav'nly  grace 
Upon  thy  lips  ufhed  j 
Thy  God  with  bleffings  infinite 
Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  head. 


PSALM    XLV.  99 

Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  Prince, 

Ride  with  majefHc  fcvay  ; 
Thy  terrour  (hail  (kike  through  thy  foes^ 

And  make  the  world  obey. 
Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  (lands  ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  {hall  prove 
A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands, 

To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 
Juftiee  and  truth  attend  thee  ftill. 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  fliaIWtf.il 

With  mod  peculiar  joys. 
Psalm     XLV.     ift  Part!    Long  Metre, 
'The  glory  yChriit,  and  power  cf  the  gofpeL 

NOW  be  tny  heart  infpir'd  to  ling 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jefus  the  Lord,  how  heav'nly  fair 
His. form  !   how  bright  his  beauties  are  I 
Car  all  the  fons  of  human  race 
He  mines  with  afuperiourgrace  j 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  Hows, 
And  bleflings  all  his  flate  compofe.    - 
Drefs  thee  in  arms,  moft  mighty  Lord,. 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fword, 
In  majefty  and  glory  ride 
With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 

.  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubbcrn  heart  -3 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

J  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  ftands, 
Grave  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Th£  hWK  JUld  works  are  juft-  and  right, 


loo  PSALM    XLV,  XLVL 

J u flics  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 
6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  flied 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  en  thy  head, 
And  with  his  (acred  Spirit  bleft 
His  firfl-horn  Son  above  the  reft. 

Psalm     XLV.     id  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  and  his  church  :  or,  the  myftkal  marriage* 
i    riT^RE  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face, 
jj^      Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace. ; 
He  comes  with  b!sfiings  from  above, 
And  *  ins  i\\z  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
Toe  queen  arruyM  in  pureft^o^d  :   • 
The  weird  admires  her  heav'nly  drefs  \ 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  hats  her  near  his  throne  -> 
Fair  ftranger,  jet  thine  heart  forget 
Th-  idols  of  thy  jutive  (rate. 

4  So  fhiii  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  fav'riteof  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  \\ti  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  (halt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies, 
And  all  thy  fons  (a  num'rous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endleis  honours  crown  his  head  ; 
l.-r  ev*ry  age  his  praifes  fpread  j 
While  we  their  cheerful  foags  approve 
The  condefcenfion  of  his  love. 

Psalm     XLVl.     \jt  Part.     Long  Metre. 


PSALM    XLVI:  ior 

The   church's  fafety    and  triumph  among   national 
deflations. 

1  /~>t  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 

\JJT  When  ftorms  of  {harp  diftrefs  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him:  prefent  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there  ; 
Convulfions  (hake  the  folid  world, 

Our  faith  mail  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  fiiore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  fuelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  dream,  whofe  gentle  How 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

Life,  love  and  joy  ftill  gliding  through. 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  our  raging  fear  centrouls  : 
S  weet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 

6  Zion  enjoys'her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  againft  a  threat'ning  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Built  on  hi?  truth,  and  arm'd  with  pow'r. 

Psalm     XLVI.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
God  fights  for  kh  church, 

1  "       ET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

j^j  Tho'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife  ; 
Ks  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 

I  z 


i02  PSALM    XLVIf. 

And  Jacob's  God  is  ft  HI  our  aid  : 

Behold  the  works  his  hands  have  wrought, 

What  defolations  he  has  made  ! 

3  From  fsa  to  Tea,  through  all  the  fnores, 
He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembHng  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame; 
Keep  filence  all  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  found  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  8<  Be  ftill,  and  learn 'that  I  am  God,     ' 
u  I'll  be  exalted  o^er  the  lands, 

"  I  will  beknewnand  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  ftill  my  throne  in  Zion  ftands."' 

6  O  Lord  of  hofts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  prefence  dwell, 
Our  faith  mail  lit  fecure,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Psalm     XLVII.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift  afcending  and  reigning. 
i  f^\  FOR  a  fliout  of  facred joy 
\Jf    To  God  the  fov 'reign  king  \ 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  fing. 

2  Jtfus  our  God  afcends  on  high, 

His  heav'nly  guards  around, 
Attend  him  rifing  through  the  fky, 
With  trumpets'  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  : 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  j 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 


PSALM    XLVIIL  103; 

Rehear  fe  his  deeds  with  awe  profound  j 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  fong; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtiefs  tongue. 
;  In  Ifrel  ftood  his  ancient  throne. 
He  lcv'cl  that  chofen  race : 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  Heathens  tafte  his  grace. 
>  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abrahams  God  is  known  ; 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  fhields  and  fword% 
Submit  before  his  throne. 
Psalm     XLVIII.     ifl  Part.     Short  Metre. 
*Ibe  church  is  the  honour  andfafety  of  a  nation* 

1  y^l  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
\J     And  let  his  praife  be  great ', 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode. 
His  tnoft  delightful  feat. 

2  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  (land  ! 
The  honours  of  our  native  place. 
The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftref s  ; 
How  bright  has  his  falvation  flione 
Through  all  her  palaces. 

4  When  kings  againft  her  join'd. 

And  faw  the  Lerd  was  there,, 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  haft y  fear. 

5  When  navies,  tall  and  proud, 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace. 
He  fends  his  tempefts  roaring  loud. 


104  .      PSALM    XL  VIII. 

And  (inks  them  in  the  feas, 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  feen 
How  well  our  God.kcurer,  the  fold 

Where  his  own  iheep  have  been. 

7  In  evrry  new  diltrefs 

We'ii  to  his  houfe  repair, 
WeMl  think  upon  his  wond'rous  grace, 
And  i'eek  deiiv'rance  there. 
Psalm     XLVIII.     2d  Part.     Short  Metre. 

^hebeauty  of  the  church  *  or ,  gofpel-worjhip  and  order 

1  "FT*  AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 

JP      The  world  declares  thy  praife  ; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  tny  throne, 
Their  fong  of  honour  raife. 

2  With  joy  let  Judak  ffand 

On  Zions  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  coanfels  of  thy  wiii. 

3  Let  Grangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafe  ana  view  thine  hoVy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worihip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fongs,  the  folemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  which  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now> 


PSALM    XLIX.  .105: 

Will  guide  us  'till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  f]:v. 
Psalm     XLIX.     if  Part,     Common  Metre. 
Pride  and  death  :  or,  the  vanity  of  life   and  riches, 

1  *%  71 T^^  ^DtQ  t*2e  nwn  D*  ric^es  grow 

%  M       Toinfoleneeasd  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth -and  honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  riftng  tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  (corn, 

Made  of  the  (elf-fame  clay,   f- 
And  boaft  as  though  Lis  ileih  were  born 
Of  better  duft  than  they  ?J 

3  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 

His  foul  a  thou  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death-  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  bletfing  can't  refold, 

The  ranfom  is  too  high  j 
JuSice  will  ncer  be  bribed  with  gold, 
Tnat  mars  may  neve;'  die.] 

5  He  fees  the  brutiili  and  the  wife, 

The  tim*rous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  pofleffions,  clofe  their  eyes? 
And  haUen  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet,  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

"  My  houfe  {hall  everlhnd  : 
u  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
si  1*11  give  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft. 

How  foon  histnem'ry  dies  ! 
His  name  is  written  in  the  duft, 
Where  his  own  carcafe  lies. 


io6  PSALM    XLIX. 

PAUSE. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way  ; 

And  yet  their  Tons  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  cf  wifdom  and  of  grace, 

If  honour  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  the  bead,  a  thojghtlefs  race, 
And  like  abcr.fi:  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  grav?  like  filthy  fheep, 

Death  fredr,  -avon  them  there, 
'Till  the  Ia(t  trumpet  breaks  their  deep, 
In  terror  and  defpalr.] 

Psalm     XLIX.     idTart*   Common  Metre. 

Death  pud  the  rejurreaicu, 
I   '\7"E  fons  of  pride  *?ho  lute  the  j aft, 
J[       And  .Tampie  on  the  poor, 
Wnen  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duft, 
Your  pomp  fhall  rife  ;;c>  more. 
■j,  Thelaft  great  fay  fell  change  the  fcene  ; 
When  will  that  day  appear  ? 
When  fha!!  the  juit  fevlvfc  ana  reign 
O'er  all  who  fcornM  theeti  here  ? 

3  God  will  rny  j.sa'ced  foul  receive, 

When  fepVate  from  the  flefti  ; 
And  break  the  prifoR  of  the  grave,. 
To  raife  my  bones  afrefh. 

4  Heav'n  is  asy  everlafHng  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Le'  men  of  pride  their  rage  rcfume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 
Psalm     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  rich  (inner V  death,  and  the  faint's  refurretlion* 


PSALM    L.  107 

WHY  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor, 
And  boaft  the  large  eftates  they. 
How  vain  are  riches,  to  fecure  [have  I 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 
They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death, 
With  ail  the  wealth  in  which' they  trail ! 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  dufb    . 
There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  made 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round  .:" 
That  flefh  io  delicately  fed, 
Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 
Like  thaughtlefs  meep  t}ie  (inner  dies,., 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  co  sat  1 
The  faints  (hall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  fifjd  the  ooprelTor  ar.  their  feet. 
Hi?  honours  perim  in  the  du$, 
And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood  % 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  juf$ 
To  fall  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
My  Saviour  fhall  my  life  reftore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  abode  ; 
My  fieih  and  foul  mail  part  no  more : 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 
Psalm     L.     \Jl  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  I  aft  judgment  :   or,  the  faints  rewarded. 

THE  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throne 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rifing  fun, 

And  near  the  weilern  iky. 
No  more  (hall  bold  blafphemers  fay5 

Judgment  pill  ne'er  begin  j 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay, 


io8  PSALM    L. 

To  impudence  and  fin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  (hall  come, 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darkucfs,  fire  and  ftorm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heav'n  from  on  high  his  call  (hall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come: 
And  earth  and  hel!  (hill  know  and  fear 
His  juflice,  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  faints  (he  cries) 

"  Who  made  their  peace  with  God 
<c  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
«  WhofsaVd  it  with  his  blood. 
/6  "  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth   t 
«  Shall  make  the  world  confefs      [lighi 
"  My  fsntence  of  reward  is  right, 
il  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 
Ps  alm     L.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Obedience  is  better  than  facrifice,    ' 

THus  faith  thel^ord,  "  The  fpacious  fields 
"  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
"  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills, 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "  J  aik  no  Cheep  for  facrifice, 

«*  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 
"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
«•  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  «  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My  hands  fhall  fet  thee  free  ; 
"  Then  fhall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  «  The  man  who  offers  humble  praifc, 

"  He  glorifies  me  beft  ; 


PSALM    L,  109 

**  And  thofe  ^who  tread  my  holy  ways* 

"  Shall  my  falvation  tafte." 
Fsalm    L.    ^d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  judgment  cf  hypocrites. 
I  *1 T  7"Hen  Chrlft  to  j udgment  mall  defcend, 
\y      And  &ims  Turround  their  Lord» 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 
%  u  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  (lain 
u  Will  I  the  world  reprove  * 
a  Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vain, 
€<  Without  the  fire  of  love._ 
J  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do, 
u  To  bring  their  facrifice  ? 
<*  They  call  my  ftatutes  juft  and  true, 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies, 
4  <c  Could  you  expect  to  Ycape  my  fight, 
u  And  fin  without  contra  ul  ? 
*<  But  I  (hall  bring  your  crimes  to  lightg 
"  With  anguifti  in  your  foul." 
%  Confider,  ye  who  flight  the  Lord, 
Before  his  wrath  appear  5 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there. 
Psalm    L.    Long  Metre. 
Hypocrijy  cxpafed, 

THE  Lordj  the  Judge,  his  churches  warne; 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hopes  in  rites  and  formi, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  oare, 
%,  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  faifehocd  and  deceit  5 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
K 


ifcp  PSALM    L 

And  footh  and  flitter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbour  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tcngue, 
But  brake  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Dcfii'd  with  luft,  defil'd  with  blood  ; 
By  night  they  pradtife  t\fry  fin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecurc  and  fin  the  more  t 
They  think  hefleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  offthe  dreadful  hour. 

6  O  dreadful  hour  when  God  draws  near, 
And  fcts  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  ; 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  fhaii  tear, 
And  no  dehVrer  dare  to  rife. 

Psalm     L.     ift  Part.    Particular  Metre. 
^he  laji  judgment '. 
i  rTlHE  Lord,  the    Sov'rcign,   fends   his 

JL       fuxnmons  forth, 
Calls  the  Couth  nations,  and  awakes  the  north; 
From  eaft  to  weft  the  founding  orders  fpread 
Thro'  diftant  worlds,and  regions  of  the  dead  : 
No  more  fhall  Atheifh  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more  j    behold  the 
day! 
2  Behold,  the  Judge  defcends  !  his  guards  are 
nigh, 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  Iky  5 
Heav'n,  earth,   and  hell   draw  near  1   let  all 

things  came 
To  hear  his  juftice,  and  the  Tinner's  doom  ; 


PSALM    L.  lit 

But  gather  nrft   my  faints  (the  Judge  com- 
mands) 
Bring   them,  ye    angels,  from  their   diftant 

lands. 
Behold  my  cov'nant  Ptands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  names  j    the  Gnsk.% 

the  few ', 
Who  paid  the  ancient  vyorfhip,  or  the  new  ; 
There's  no    diftincfiou  here  ;   come,   fpread 

their  thrones. 
And  near  me  \c?X  my  fav'rites  and  my  (ons. 

I  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God, 
[•  am  their  Judge  :  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
Thofe  awful  truths   which  finners  dread  to 

hear  ; 
Sinners  in  Ziany  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
.Not  for  the  want  of -goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
.Without  the  flames  of  love  :  in  vain  the  ftore 
Df  brutal  ofPrings  which  were  mine  before;, 
Wme  are  the  tamer  beafts  and  favage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forefts    where 

they  f^td. 
If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  a fx  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I   thirft,  or    drink    thy  bullock's 

blood  ? 
in  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folemn  chatt'rings,  and  fantaftic  vows  ? 
\re  my  eyes  eharm'd  thy  veflments  to  behold, 
jlaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  l 


ii*  PSALM    L. 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  couldfl  thou  hopt 

to  pleafe 
A  GQDf  a  Spirit  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
Whils  with   my  grace  and   ftatutes  on  thy 

1  tongue, 
Thou  lov'ft    deceit,  and   doft   thy   brother 

wrong  ? 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretend?, 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends. 

8  Silent  I  waited  with  Icng-fufPring  love, 
But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  re- 
prove r 

And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous,  would  indulge  thj 

fin  ? 
Behold  my  terrors  now  ;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul. 

9  Sinners,  awake  betimes  j  ye  fools,  be  wife  ;    . 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ; 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked 

works  amend  ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,   make  the   Judge  your 

Friend  ; 
Left  like  a  lion  his  laft  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  fouls,  and  no  deliv'rer  near. 

Psalm     L.     id  Part.     Particular  Metre. 

The  lift  judgment. 
i   fT^HE  God  of  glory  fends  his  fiimmons  a 

J.        forth, 
Calis  the  fouth  nation?,  and  awakes  the  north  j   t 
Fromcaft  to  weft  the  fov'reign  orders  fpreatl  5 
Thro'  difiant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead.  | 


PSALM-    L.    .  nf 

The  trumpet  founds  \  hell  trembles  ',  heav'n  re- 
jokes  -9 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  [ainiSy  with  cheerful 
voices. 
%  No  more  fhall  Atheifh  mock  his  long  delay, 

His  vengeance  UtepsTio  more;  behold  the  day;  , 

Behold  the  Judge  defcends ;  his  guards  are 
nigh; 

Tsmped  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  fky. 

■  IVhen  God  appear s,  all  naiure  Jhail  adore  himy 

JFhile  finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

3  u  Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell,,  draw  near  :  let  all 

"  things  come 
"  To  hear  my  jui'Uce,  and  the  firmer' s  doom  ; 
tt  But  gather  firft  my  feints  (the  Judge  com-- 

<c  mands) 
"Bring  them,   ye  angels,  from  their  diftant 

"  lands." 
When  Chrift   returns,  'waks   ev'ry  cheerful 

pajjisn  ;  . 
And  [bout,  ye  faints,  he  corns s  for  your  falvaiian. 

4  a  Beheld  my  cov'nanfc  ftands  for  ever  good, 
"  Seal 'd  byth'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood — 

**  And  fign'd  with  ail  their  names :  the  Greek% 
"the  Jtwy 

"  Who  paid  the  ancient  wor (hip,  or  the  new-; 

There's  no  di/iinclion  here  :  join  all  your  voices, 

And  raife  your  heads,  ye  faints,  for  heavn  re- 
joices. 

5  «  Here   (faith  the  Lord)  ye   angels,  fpread 

**■  their  thrones, 
u  And  near  me  feat -my  favorites  and  my  fcnsv. 


114  PSALM    L. 

"  Come,  my  redeem'd,  poffefs  the  joys  prt- 

"  par'd 
€*  Ere  time  began,  Vis  your  divine  reward." 
When  Chrift   returns,'  *wake   ev'ry  cheerful 

pajfion : 
Andjhout,  ye  faints ,  he  comes  for  your  falvathx, 
pause  the  nrit, 
6  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  i  th*  almighty  God, 
"  I  2tn  the  jud^e  5     ye  heav'ns    proclaim 

"  abroad 
"  Myjuft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
*'  Thofe  awful  truths,  which  Tinners  dread  to 

«  hear." 
When  God  appear 's,  all  nature  Jhall  adore  him  : 
While  finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 
1  "  Stand  forth,  thou  bold   blafphemer,  and 

"  profane,  [flings  vain  \ 

*'-Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call   my  threat- 
<4  Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  faint's  attire* 
li  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire." 
Judgment  proceeds  j  hell  trembles  ;  heav'n  [re- 
joices ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye.  faints,  with  cheerful 

voices. 
S  a  Not  tor  the  want  of  goats  ot  bullocks  (lain, 
'•'  Do  I  condemn  thee ;  bulls  and  goats  art 

4i  vain 
i(-  Without  the  flames  of  lov.c :  in  vain  tht 

(lore 
U  Of  brutal  cfPrings'whir;h  were  mine  before:1 
Earth  is  the  Lord*  s  :  all  nature  Jhall  adore  him  . 
tyhiUfmners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him 

9  "  I['|  were  hungry >  would  i  aik  tbee  food  f 


PSALM    L.  115 

«  When  did  I  third,  or  drink  thy  bullock's 

«  blood  ? 
«  Mine  are  the  tamer  bea(ts,and  favage  breed, 
*4  Flecks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  ibrefts  where 

"  they  feed." 
AH  h  the  Lord's  :  he  rules  the  wide  creation  * 
Gives  (inner s  vengeanceyand4he faint sfahathx* 

10  u  Can  I  be  flatter'dwifch  thy  cringing  bows* 
*<  Thy  folemn  chatt'rings  and  fantaftic  vows  I 
u  Are  rny  eyes  charmM  thy  veftments  to  be- 

"  hold, 
H  Glaring  in  getns,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ?'* 
Qsdis  the  Judge  of  hearts  ;  no  fair  dijguifes 
Can  fcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifss* 
pause  thefecond. 

11  "Unthinking  wretch  !    how  couldfr  thou 

«  hope  to  pleafe 
**  A  GOD*  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefs  3 
Ki  While  with  my  grace  and  jtemtes  on  thy 
"  tongue,  [wrong." 

«  Thou  lov'il  deceit,  and  deft  thy  brother 
Judgment  proceeds  \  hdl  trembles  %  heav'n  rt~ 

J  oic.es  \ 
■Lift  up  your,heads^yefaipJstivith  cheerful  vmes. 

12  u  tn  vain  ko  pious  formsthy  zeal  pretends : 
JiTmeve$  and  adult'rers  are  thychofen  friends  j 
*'  While  the  Talfe flati'rer  at  my  altar  waits, 
i%  His  hardefiM  foul , divine  in ftru£tion  hates." 
God  is  the  Judge-  of  hearts  \  no  fair  difguifes 
Can  fere  en  the  guilty  when  his  -vengeance  rifes* 

13  "  Silent  I  waited*  with  long-fuff^fing  love, 
g  But  didit  thou  hope  that  I  ihould  ne'er  ft- 

«  prove  ? 


n6  PSALM    LI. 

*'  And  cherish  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
u  That  the  All- Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin  ?" 
See  God  appears  :  all  nature  join  f  adore  him  : 
^Judgment  proceeds  ^  and  finners  fall  before  him. 

14  ,c  Behold  my  terrors  now  !  my  thunder1  roll, 
"  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul ! 
a  Now,  like  a  lion,  (hall  my  vengeance  tear 
u  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near ! 
Jiidgmsnt  concludes ;  hell  trembles  ;  heav'n  rt~ 

jokes  ; 
Lift  up  your  beads^ye faints, with  cheerful  voice  t. 

EFIPHOMEM^.' 

15  Sinners,  a wake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wife,. 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  : 
Change   your  vain  thoughts,    your   crooked 

works  amend  ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,    make    the  Judge  your 

friend  : 
Thenjoin^  ye  faint V  ;  'wake  ev'ry  cheerful  paf* 

fan, 
fi^hsn  Chntt  returns,  he  comes  for  your  falva*  ■ 
tion. 
Psalm      LI.      if  Part.   Long  Metre. 
A pe*iimt  pleading  for  pardon. 

1  ("V-    • .  it  O  Lord,  forgive, 
^    L- t  s  repentingjrebel  live; 

Ari  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
M«y   \ot  a  tinner  truft in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  bur  can't  furpafs 

:  pow'r  and,  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
S.->  let  tHji  parting  love  be  found. 

3  O  w.uh  tny  foil!  fromcVry  fin, 


I  PSALM    LI.  iji 

And  make  my  guilty  conference  clean  : 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  pa(t  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

;.  My  lips  with  fhzme  my  fins  confefs 
Againfc  thy  law,  againfi  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  mould  thyjudgment  grow  fevere^ 
I  am  conriemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 
Should  fudden  vengeance  feize  my  breath, 
i  muft  pronounce  thee  juft  in  death  : 
And  if  my  foul  were  fent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 
Yet,  fave  a  trembling  (inner.  Lord, 
Whofe  hope  frill  hov'ring  round  thy  word. 
Would  Light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there? 
Some  furefupport  againfl  defpair. 
Psalm     LI.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Original  and  adual  fin  cenfeffed* 

j  T     QRD,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  fin  % 
J^j  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  , 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fail 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 
Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart » 
But  we're  dcfil'd  in  ev'ry  part. 
[Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  fpiritpure  and  true* 
O  make  me  wife,  betimes,  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 
Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 
No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  lepra ly  lies  deep  within. 


3i8  PSALM    LI. 

5  No  breeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beau, 
Nor  hyiTop  branch,  nor  fprinkling  prisfr, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flpod,  nor  fea, 
Can  wafll  the  difaaal  (tain  away. 

6  Jefus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  pow'r  fufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  (how, 
N;>  Jewiih  typ-s  could  cieanfe  me  To. 

7  Whileguilt  diiturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flem,  nor  foul,  hath  reft  or  eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 
Psalm     LI.     ^d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The    backfdder  rejiered :   or,  repentance  and  faith 
in  th<  blood  of  Chrift. 

€   /^\  THOU  who  hear'ft  when  fmners  cry, 
V^/.  Though  id!  my.  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Be  old  them  not  with  an^ry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  fro*.n  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within. 
And  form  my  foul  avcrfe  to  fin  ; 
Let  ihy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  pre  fence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cad  out,  and  banifliM  from  thy  fight  ; 
Thine  holyjoys,  my  God,  reftore  ; 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'dthy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Hi-  help  and  comfort  (till  afford  : 

And  let  a  wrench  come  near  thy  throne 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
is  all  the  (acrifice  I  bring ; 


PSALM    IX  119 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  heart  for  facrifice. 
My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  ju(r, 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  a  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 
Then  will  I  teach  ;he  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  (hall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  fhall  praife  a  parcrning  God. 

0  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  (hall  be  all  my  long  ; 

And  a!)  my  ppw'fs  (hall  join  to  Weft 
Tlv  Lord,  my  &rengtb  and  righteoufndGj. 
Psalm     LI.     ij?  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Original  and  aSiual  fin  co7ifeJJed  and  pardoned. 

LORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs 
And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ! 
A  gain  ft  thy  laws,  againft  thy  grace, 

How  high  my  crimes  aiife  ! 
Shouldft  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  hell, 

And  cru{h  my  flefh  to  dull, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well. 
And  earth  muftown  itjuft. 

1  from  the  ftock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
All  my  original  is  fhinae, 

And  all  my  nature  fin. 
Bora  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath ; 
And  as  my  days  adrane'd,  I  grew 

A  jufter  prey  for  death. 
Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foul 


no  PSALM    LI,  LHI. 

With  thy  forgiving  love  j 
O  make  my  broken  Spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove* 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  he^rt, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  m.ke  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Backfliders  lhall  addrefs  thy  throne, 

And  turn  t0  God  again. 
Psalm     LI.     2d  Part.    Common  Metrti 
Repentance  and  faith  in  the  blood  of  Ckrtfi. 
1  £~\  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
\J    My  load  of  guilt  remove  \ 
Break  down  this  feparating  wall, 
Which  bars  me  from  thy  love, 
a  Give  me  the  pretence  of  thy  grace. 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpsrk  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifers  flain, 

For  fin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  death  of  ChriftttuW  ftill  remain 
Sufficient,  and  aicne. 

4  A  foul  oppreft  with  fin's  defert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  defpife  : 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  beft  facrifice. 

Psalm     LIII.     Common  Metre. 
Vificry  and  deliverance  from  perfecutien. 
%     A   RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
Xjl  Who  thus  devour  her  faints  ? 


PSALM    LV.  121 

Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  h*r  complaints  ? 

2  They  fhall  befeiz'd  with  Tad  furprife'f 

For  Gpd's  revenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  thofe  wha  rife 
To  do  his  children  harm, 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  Satan  boaft 

Of  armies  in  array  $■ 
When  <3ed  has  fijrft  defpis'd  their  hoft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zions  King3 

Her  captives  to  restore  ! 
Jacob,  with  ail  his  tribes,  fhall  fing, 
And'  Judah  weep  no  more. 

Psalm     LV.    Common  Metre. 
Support  for  the  afflitted  and  tempted* foul. 
J  f~\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  criesf 
V^     Behold  my  flowing  tears, 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  ieyei'd  at  my  life, 

My  foul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  ftrife, 
To  {hake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-ftrings  found, 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath  :. 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round 
Among  the  {hades  of  death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove  : 

And  innocence  had  wings  ; 
I'd  fly  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  things. 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defart  go, 

L 


122  PSALM    LV. 

And  find  a  peaceful  home  ! 
Where  (torms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 

To  'fcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God,  en  whom  I  call, 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well. 

PAUSE. 

7  By  morning-  light  I'll  feek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry  ; 
The  night  (hall  hear  me  afk  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  {hall  preferve  my  foul  from  fear  ; 

Or  fhield  me  when  afraid  : 
Ten  thoufand  angeh  muft  appear, 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  caft  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  faftains  them  all  $ 
My  courage  refts  upon  his  word, 
That  faints  fhaJl  never  fall. 

10  My  highefr.  hopes  iliall  not  be  vain, 

My  Hpsfhail  fpread  his  praife  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 
Scarce  live  put  half  their  days. 
Psalm     LV.     Short  Metre. 
"Dangerous  prefperity  :  or,  daily  devotion  encouraged* 
i  T    JET  finners  take  their  courfe, 

\.j  And choofc  the  road  to  death  \ 
But  in  th«  worfhip  of  my  God 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 
2  My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne 

When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  feck  his  blcffing  cr'ry  noon, 


PSALM    LVI.  123 

And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 
3  Thou  vt iit  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
While  finners  perifli  in  furprife, 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 

And  no  fad  changes  feel,, 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  rutne0 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
Ml  caft  my  burdens  on  his  arm. 
And  reft  upon  bis  word. 

6  His  arm  ihall  well  tuftsin 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafcty  Hands, 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move.  ' 
Ps al m     LVI.      Com m on  Metre . 
Deliverance  from  epprefifcjan  and  faljehood :  or,  (fp(T& 
care  of  his  people,  in  azj-zuer  to  faith  and  prayer. 
Thou,  whole  juftice  reigns  on  high? 
And  makes  to'  oppreffor  ceafe, 
BeRold  how  envious  finners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  fans  of  violence  and  lies, 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife,. 
My  refuge  is  thy  worg, 

3  In  God  molt  holy,  ju(t  and  true, 

I  have  rep^s'd  ray  truit  j 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dull. 

4  They  wreflmy  words  to  mifchief  fli!I>' 


izjf.  PSALM    LVII. 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
Mifchief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Mull  their  devices  Hand  ? 
O  caft  the  haughty  firmer  down,  * 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand. 

PAUSE. 

6  God  counts  theforrows  of  his  faints, 

Their  groans  afreet  his  ears ; 
Thou  halt  a  book  for  my  complaints, 
A  bottle  for  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  cry, 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  fky, 

So  near  is  God  to  me. 
S  In  God  mod  holy,  ju ft  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  trull  : 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do^ 

The  offspring  of  the  duit. 

9  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  fhalt  receive  my  p raife  ; 
I'll  Ting,  "  How  faithful  is  thy  word  ; 
■*  How  righteous  all  thy  ways." 

10  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death, 

O  fet  a  pris'ner  free  1 
That  heart  and  hand,  that  life  and  breath. 
May  beeropby'd  for  thee. 
Psalm     LVII.     Long  Metre. 
Praijefor  protecting  grace  and  truth. 
i  "]\/f^  God,  in  whom  are  ail  the  iprings 
XVilOf  boundlefs  love,and  grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  teneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 


PSALM    LVIII.  125 

'Til!  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown* 
%  Up  to  the  heav'ns  I  fend  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform  ; 
He  fends  his  angels  from  the  iky, 
And  faves  me  from  the  threat'ning  ftoroK 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell  & 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad3 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  fong  £hali  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue  to  found  his  praife5 
My  tongue  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  fky : 
His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remain*, 
When  lower  worlds  diiFolve  and  die* 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  theheav'ns  where  angels  dwell  v. 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad> 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
Psalm     LVIII.    Particular  Metre. 
Warning  to  magijf rates. 
1   "JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  !aws5 
J  Will  ye  cWplfe  the  righteous  caufe. 

When  *h'  injur'd  poor  before  you  {lands  ? 
Dare. ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
•  And  let  rich  fin ners  'fcape  fecure, 
While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hands  ? 
%  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 

That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too? 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his  ju>ftice reigns: 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
La 


126  PSALM    LX. 

And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  confcience  in  your  chains. 

3  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  -arrow  (harp,  the  poifon  ftrong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds : 
You  hear  no  connfels,  cries  nor  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  (top  ner  ears 

Againft  the  pow'r  of  charming  founds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  bloGd  ; 

And  crulh  the  ferpents  in  the  duft  ; 
As  empty  charT,  when  whirlwinds  rife, 
Before  the  {weeping  tempeft  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  loft, 

5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  fky. 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  (how  diflblveand  run, 
Or  fnails  which  perifh  in  their  flime, 
Or  births  which  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 

6  Thus  {ball  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  amS  joy  to  faints  afford  : 

And  all  wn&  hear  (hall  join  and  fay, 
tt  Sure  there's  a  Got!  vtfho  rules  on  high, 
"  A  God  who  hears  his  children  cry, 
"  Aau  will  their  fufr'ring*  ^ell  repay." 
Psalm     LX,     Common  Metre. 
On  a  day  of  humiliation  for  dif appointments  In  *t>ar< 
i   X    OftD,  haft  thou  cafc  the  nation  aft  ? 
JL/    Miift  we  for  ever  mourtj  ? 
"Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  -? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 


PSALM    LXI.  122 

Melts  all  our  Strength  away ;- 
Like  &£»  who  totter,  c'runk  with  wine. 
We  tremble  in  difmay. 

3  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 

And  dreads  rhy  lifted  hand  ! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke, 
And  fave  the  (inking  IanO. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 

For  thofe  whe!fear  t^y  name  j 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thy.  fliield, 
And  put  our  foes  to  fhame. 

5  Go  witbour  armies  to  the  fight, 

By  thine  aflitting  hand  j 
'Tis  God  who  treads  the  mighty  down. 
And  makes  the  feeble  ftand. 
Psalm     LXI.     Short  Metre. 
Safety  in  Gsd. 
i  'TJS  THEN  gverwhelm'd  with  grief, 
Y  ff      My  heart  within  me  dies  >£,  . 
Helpidii,  and  fsr. Irani  aO  relief, 
To  heav'jQl-  lift  my  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  ^  the.  Rock 

That's  high  aboye  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings- 
My  ihekzx.mg  tsy  fhade. 

3  Within  my  pxttmcsf  Lord, 

For  ever  I'll  %1$4  ; 
Thmi  art  the  tow'r  of  my  d^fenet. 
The  refuge  wherg  I  hide. 

4  Thuu  gtvefi  m*  the  lot 

•   0£  Chofe  who  fear  thy  same  5 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 
I  mall  poflsfe  the  fame, 


iz8  PSALM    LXII,  LXIII. 

Psalm     LXII.     Long  Metre. 
No  Iruft  i,i  the  creatures :  or,  faith  in  divine  grace 
and  power. 

1  1&  jifY  fpiric  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
Jl\  JL  My  or)ty  re^g^  1S  his  throne  ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  (traits, 
My  foul  on 'his  falvation  waits. 

2  Truft  him,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways.. 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  Ucc  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  ourall-fuificient  aid, 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  bafer  fort  are  vanity  ; 
Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  pufPof  empty  air. 

4  Make  net  increailng  gold  your  truft, 
Nor  kt  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  duft  j 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  frnoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  I 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'4. 
Once  and  3gain  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

*  He  muft  be  fear'd  and  truftcd  too." 

6  For  fov'reign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thy  grace  and  jufHce,  mighty  Lord, 
Shali  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 

Psalm     LXIII.     \ft  Part.     Common-Metre.. 

The  morning  of  a  hordes  day. 
I    T7  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
$2j    I  flafte  to  feek  thy  face  \ 
My  thirfty  fpirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 


PSALM     LXIII.  i2£ 

So  pilgrims,  on  the  fcorching  fand, 

Beneath  a  burning  iky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  ftreatn  at  hand, 

And  they  nyuft  drink,  or  die. 
I've  feen  thy  glory  an  J  thy  pow'r 

Through  all  thy  temple  mine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  heur. 

That  vifion  fodiv.ine. 
Not  all  the  bleffings  of  a.feafi, 

Cnn  pieafe  my  foul  fo  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  iafte, 

And  in. thy  prefencfc  dwell, 
5  Not  ivtsidelF  with  ah  it?  joys, 

CanmybeP'  ..-:. .'.".-.  oofcavej 
Cr  rtoe  io  high  m  -  I '  teetrul  voice, 

As  thy  fcrg'V:  i 
3  Thus  'till  my  lair  .  fy  . 

riibi^mvGoi;       ;  :g; 

Thus-  whf  I  lift  ■■;  -:ay5 

And  tune 
Psalm     LXIII.     idTari*       i      on  Metre, 

Midnight  .-._;■;  leSled. 

|.  ?r$*"*WAS  in  ate-i  ss  of  me  night 

A  ;•  powVa 

I  kept  thy  lovely  fae^iii  fig&t, 
Amidft  the  darke/ifkrar,, - 
>  My  flefh  lay  Mpnj         my  bed, 
Mr-  foul  arofe  on  high  : 
My  God  1  my  life  ;    -.:■  I  ?pe,  I  faid, 
Bring  thy  faivaiion  nigh. 
3  My  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 
And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  itil!? 


*3o  PSALM    LXIII. 

While  I  purfue  my  God, 

4  Thy  mercy  ftretches  pVr  my  head 

Tfaa  feadow  of  thy  wings; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  'bine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  fings. 

5  But  the  deftroyers  of  ray  peace 

Sh.-'l!  fret  .md  rage  in  vain  ; 
The  tempter  mall  tor  everceafe, 
And  all  my  fins  be  fiain. 

6  Thy  fword  fhall  give  my  foes  to  death, 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  <ferk  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  to  the  depths,  of  hell. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Long  Metre. 

Longing  afterGed ' :  or,  the  love  of  God  better  than  life. 

i  jf*~^i  rtEAT  God, indulge  my  humble  claim, 

\Jg  rhoy  art. my  hope,  my  jay,  my  reft  s 

Ttie  glbrigg-  which  compofe  thy  name, 

Sfaha  alleng2p.5d  to  make  me  blefti 

2  Thou  great  and  goodj  thou  Jutland  wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and!  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  !*y  Tiered  ties ; 

Thy  fon,thy  fervant*  bought  with  blood. ; 

3  With  h;art  and  eye_>,  and  lifted  handi, 
For  thee  i  long,  to  thee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  faints,  and  feek  thy  face  ; 
Oft  h:-ive  j  feen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  pow'r  ol  fov'reign  grace. 

5  Not  fruits,  nor  wines, which  tempt  our  tafte, 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  fenfes  know, 


PSALM    LXIII. 
Could  make  me  fp  favimly  bled, 
Or  raife  my  cheerful  pa'ffiops  fo. 

6  My  life  itfeJf,  without  thy  love 
No  tsfte  of  pleafure  could  afford  ; 
'Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifh'd  from  me  Lord. 

7  Amidtf.  the  wakeful  hours  of  ni^k, 
When  Dufy  care-s  Mi&  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  debVnt  s 
And  adds  refre/hment  to  my  bed,  °     ' 

8  Til  lift  my  hands,  Til  raife  my  voice, 
WWe  I  have  bmth  to  pray  orpraifc  ; 
I  his  work  Ihali  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fpend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Short  Metre.' 
Seeking  God. 

3  IMF Y^?Venriit  my  tongue 

JLVA     *  his  joy  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 

To  tafte  thyloye  divine. 
1  My  thirty,  fainting  foul 

Thy  mercy  does  implore : 
Not  travellers  ia  ddart  lands 

Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  vvithin  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  pow'r  and  glory  to  behold, 
Andfee)  thyquick'ning  grace. 

4  r  or  hfe,  without  thy  love, 

No  relifh  can  afford  j 
No  joy  can  he  compared  with  this, 

i  ~  T°  fcr.v?  aRd  $Nfe  th*  Lord. 

5  lothee  I  lift  tsy  hand*, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  lire  ;  / 


*?* 


*32  PSALM    LXV. 

Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pleafure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wife  thy  counfeh  are. 
And  all  thy  dealings  !::nd. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  fptric  ti:es, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 

My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
S  The  fnado-v  n{  thy  wings 

My  foul  In  izkty  keeps  : 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 

And  ny  fteps. 

Psalm     LXV.     ift  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Public  prajir  and  praife* 

1  fin*  HE  praife  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 

j[  M)  G  >d$  r»d  praife  becomes  thyhoufe 
Thtre  ihall  thy  (dints,  thy  glory  fee, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou  whole  mercy  bends  the  fkies, 
T«favej  when  humble  Tinners  pray,       ,  , 
All  lands  to  thee  (hall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  iflands  of  the  Northern  fea. 

3  Againit  my  will  my  fins  prevail, 
•    But  grace  fhali  purge  away  their  ftain  J 

The  blood  ofChri/l  will  never  fail 
To  vvafh  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  (haltchufe. 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  j 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  love  divinely  free. 

PAUSK. 


PSALM    LXV.        •  ,        «33 
Let  Babel  fear  wharZion  prays  ; 
Babel  prepare  for  l#ng  diftrefs. 
When  Zion'%  God  himfclf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteoufnefs. 

i  With  dreadful  glory*  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflidM  faints  reque&  ; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  refh 
Then  (hall  the  Mocking  nations  run 
To  Zion%  hill,  andovrn  their  Lord  ; 
The  riling  and  the  fctting  fun, 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 
Psalm     LXV.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 

")i<vine  providence  in  air,  earthy   and  fea  :   or,  the 
Gqd  of  nature  mnd  gracs. 

THE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 
The  groans  of  Zion  mix'd  with  tears, 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  defigns, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  (nines. 

;  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft  ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known, 

;  By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

;  Sailers,  who  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  fouls  to  God  : 
Whentempefts  rage,  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  diftance  from  the  (hore. 

}  He  bids  the  noify  tempefts  ceafe, 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace  ; 
\When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves. 

'  Whole  kingdoms  fhaken  by  the  (term, 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form  ; 
M 


154  PSALM    LXV. 

Mountains  eftabli&'d  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  ftand. 

6  Behold  his  enfignsfweep  thefky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  lands  with  fad  furprife,  . 
From  the  bright  horror  turn  their  eyes : 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  theeaft,  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels, 
Over  the  tops  of  Weftern  hills. 

8  Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice, 
The  evening  ar^J  the  ei|n  rejoice 

To  fee  the  earth  made  foftwith  (how'rs, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  dreft  in  fiow'r*. 

9  'Tis  from  his  wat'ry  (lores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirfty  ground  fupply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  theace 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe. 

10  Thedelart  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the  vail  ids  yield  ; 
Thevallies  fhout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

2-1  The  paftures  fmjle  in  green  array  ; 

There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ; 

The  larger  cattle  and  tkelamb, 

Each  in  his  language,  fpeak  thy  name. 
12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine  j 

O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  (hine  ; 

Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 

Great  God  !  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

Psalm     LXV.      \JlPart.     Common  Metre. 
A  prayer -hearing  God,  and  the  Gentiles  called.. 


PSALM    LXV.  x3s 

i  "TJRAISE  v/aits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee, 
J^   There  (ball  our  vows  be  paid  ; 
Thou  haft  an  ear  when  finners  pray, 
All  fleQi  fhall  feek  thine  aid. 
2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail. 

But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  p6wrr  and  (kill 
To  conquer  ev'ry  fin. 
3-B'eft  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe3- 
To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  duelling  in  thine  houfe, 
To  fealt  upon  thy  grace. 

4.  Irianfv/ring  what  thy  church  reguells*. 

Thy  truth  and  terror  fhir.e, 
And  works  of  drend/ul  righteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defign. 

5.  Thiis  (fell  the  wond  ring  nations  fee- 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  i 
And  diftant  ifbndshV  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 
6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 
When  ligns  in  heav'n  appear  ; 
But  they  fha'j]  learn  thy.  holy  word, 
And  love,  as  well  as  fear.  *■ 

Psalm     LXV.     2 J  Part.     Common  Metre, 
Fhe  providence  of  God  in_  air,    earth  and  fa  :  or, 
the  ble(jing  of  rain. 

1  ?f  J  "MS   by   thy  ftrength  the  mountains 

J[       God  of  eternal  pow'r  !         [ftand, 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

2  The  morning  light,  and  ev'ning  (hade 

SucceiTiye  comforts  bring y 


136  PSALM    LXV. 

Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harveft  glad, 
Thy  flow'rJ  adorn  tru  fpring* 

3  Seafons  and  time«,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heay'n,  earth,  and  air  2re  thine  ; 
When  clouds  difii]  their  jruiifu!  (hovers. 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Thcfe  Wand'ring  ciderns  in  the  fky, 

Boru?  by  the  wifick  around, 

With  wat'ry  traafur«s  well  fuppiy 

Trie  furrows  of  me  ground. 

5  The  thirfty  ridges  djn^^eif  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear-; 
Thy  frays  abound  withblHSngs  ftill, 
Thy  £oodndfs  crowns  the  year. 
Psalm     LXV.     3^ Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  blejjing  ef  the  fpring  :  cr,  Gcd  gi-ves  rein. 
A  Pi>.lm  hr  the  Hufbandrnan. 

1  S~>(  GOD  "is  the  Lord,  the  he&v'n!y  King, 
\Jf   Who  makes  ith-r/pRrih  his  care  -9 

V  lhts  the  paftures  eV.y  (jfring? 
And  bids  the  graft  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rai.-\!  on  high, 

Pour  ont  at  his  command^  ' 

Their  watVy  bieiiings  from  the  fcy, 
To  cheer  the  thirity  land". 

3  The  (ok^rM  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  fpring  ; 

The  values  rich  previfion  yield  j 

And  the  poor  lab'rers  ilng.. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  ev'ry  fide, 

Rejoice  at  falling  fhowVs$ 
The  meadows  drefsM  in  all  their  pride. 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow  Vs. 


PSALM    LXVL  137 

The  barren  clods,  refrefh'd  with  rain, 

Promife  a  joyful  crsp  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 

And  raife  (he  reaper's  hope. 
The  various  months  thy  goednefs  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  tliy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs,  . 
And  fhepherds  fhout  thy  praife. 
Psalm     LXVI.     \Ji  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Governing  power  and  goodnefs  ;   of,  our  grace  tried 
*       ■  h  afflifti°n*> 

1  OING  all  ye  Nations  to  the  Lord, 
^j    Sing  wit,h  a  joyful  noife  j 
With  melody  of  found  record 

His  honours,  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  povy'r  whkh  fhakes  the  iky, 

"  Haw  terrible  att  thou  1 
c*  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 

t;  Or  _at  thy  feet  they  boy*," 
-3  [G;?ne;  lee  tfee  ^cguiers  of  bur  God, 

Hn^  glorious  jrt  his  ways  ! 
In  Mbfesr  hand  he  pirn  his  rod, 

&q  ight-.d  feas. 

4  HeTaipade  tne  ebbing  channel  diy, 

•Wh]  c  Jfr'ilfk&ib  tht  food; 
Th  ;  -":-surch  begin  their  joy  ? 

eir  God. 

5  H?  rujeg5by  »p  retliflefs  might  : 

W8fl56&el  Mortals  dart-  .' 
Provoke  til    Eternj.!  to  the  ti*h^ 
Aud  tefrijpC  Jhat  dreadful  war? 

6  O  blei .  ou:  God,  arid  never  ceafs^ 

Ye  faints?  fulfil  his  praife : 
M2 


138  PSALM    LXVI,  LXVII. 

He  keep?  our  life,  maintains  cur  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fufPring  fouls, 

To  make  our  graces  mine  ; 
So  filver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  wat'ry  deeps,  and  fiery  ways, 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  pofTei.  the  promis'c  place, 
By  thine  unerring  I 
Psalm     LXVI.     zd  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  for  hearing  prater. 

1  VtOw (hallmv  fplernh  vc      be  pa|4 
JJ^j     To  that  almighty  p  >\v*r, 
Which  heard  the  long  rcquett  1  made 

Iq  my  dlftrefstul  hour 

2  My  lips  and-chet-rful  heart  prtpare 

To  make  hivmercio  known  ; 
Come  ye  who  fear  my  G>d,  <md  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell, 

I  fought  his  heav'nly  aid  ; 
Hefav'd  my  finking  foul  from  hell, 
And  d.*arh'*  eternal  fhade. 

4  If  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

While  prayer  employ 'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  i  his  praifes  fung. 

5  [But  God,  his  name  be  ever  bleft, 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requeft, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me.] 
Psalm    LXVII.    Common  Metre, 


PSALM    LXVIII.  -    133F 

Tbs  natiorfs'profperity,  and  tke  churches  increafe. 
i   QHLNE,  might?  Go^i   £n  v  Zm':  ih'me, 
j^     With  beagos  of  neav*nli  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  pow'r .  throu  n  all  our  crafts, 
And  (hew  thy  toiling  face. 

2  [Amidft  our  ic tr«araV-  -xilted  high. 

Dp  thou,  cur  glory,  itand, 

And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 

Sj:T -und  the  fav'rite  land.] 

3  When  mail  thy  name  from  in  ore  to  more, 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
A  fid  djftartt  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

4  Sing  to  the  L^rd,  ye  dittaht  lands, 

Sihgl&ad  with  folenin  voice; 
While  thankful  tongues  ex&k  his  praife^ 
And  grateful  hearts  rejoice. 

5  He.  the  great  Lord,  the  icv're.ign  Judge, 

Who  firs  enthron'd  above, 
Wifely  commands  the  worlds  he  made. 
In  juitice  and  in  love. 

6  Earth  {hall  obey  her  Maker's  will, 

And  yield  a  full  increafe  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his-  chofen  «<  land5* 
With  fruitful  nefs  and  peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 

His  choicefr.  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 
Psalm     LXVIII.     \ft  Part.    Long  Metre* 
The  vengeance  and  compajjlon  of  God. 
I  f^H OD  will&tife  in  all  his  might, 
\Jf  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight : 


140  PSALM    LXVJII. 

As  fmoke  which  fought  to  cloud  the  fkies, 
. .   Before  the  rifing  temped  flies. 

2  [Becomes  array'd  in  burning  flames, 
Juftice  and  vengeance  are  his  naar.es  ; 
Behold  his  fainting  foss  expire 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  Iky, 
His  name  jehovah  founds  en  high  -, 
Sing  to  bis  name,  ye  Cons  of  grace, 

Ye  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  Tnc  widow  and  the  fatherlefs 
Fly  to  hU  aid  in  (harp  diftrefs : 
In  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
A  Judge  moft  juft,  a  Father  kind. 

5  H    breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  fee  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels  who  difpute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chain*  and  darknefs  ftill. 

PAUSE. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  tc  God  belong  ; 
Cr^wn  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  ; 
His  wvmd'rous  frames  and  pow'rs  rehearfe 
His  honours  fhall  enrich  your  verfe. 

g  He  (hakes  the  heav'ns  with  l«ud  alarms  i 

How  terrible  is  God  in- arms  ! 

In  7/rV  are  his   oercies  known, 

//>'  el  is  ms  peculur  throne. 
8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleft, 

tic*  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft  j 

When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 

GocJ  is  the  ftj   ngth  >f  cv'ry  faint. 
Psalm     LXVItL    2d  Part.     Long  Metre* 

ChriitV  fifcenfton,  and  the  gift  of  the  Sprit, 


PSALM    LXVIII.  141 

ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  en  high, 
^j  Ten  thoufand  angels  fi'l'd  the  Iky  ; 
Thofe  heav'nty  guards  around  thee  wait, 
!>Hce chariots,  to  attend  thy  (rate. 
Not  Sinai  $  mountain  could  appear 
More  gioiious,  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  he  prenoune'd  his  dreadful  iaw, 
And  (truck  the  choien  tribes  with  awe. 
How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  po*/rs  of*  hell, 
Which  tfe&ufend  foul*  had  captive  made. 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  hd. 
4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  t»  the  throne, 
He  fent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
Wirh  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 

raweli  011  earth  again. 
Psalm     LXVIII.     3d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Pr&ifc  for   tempore!  hkjjings :   or,  common  and 
fpiritual  mercies. 

WE  bids  the  Loaa,  the  juit  and  good, 
Who  fills  our  hesrt»  with  joy  and  food, 
Who  pc-urs  his blefiin^s  from  the  ikies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 

2  He  fends  the  fan  his  circuit  round. 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  5 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Reirelh  the  thirity  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  cur  breath, 
And  all  our  near  efcapes  from  dea^i  : 
Safety  and  neaith  to  God  belong  ; 

He  helps  the  weak,  and  guards  the  ftrorg, 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  firmer  prove 
The  common  hieflings  of  his  love ; 


142  PSALM    LXIX. 

But  the  wide  difFrence  which  remains, 
Is  endiefs  joys,  or  eodlcft  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  who  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  ail  the  ferpent's  feed  fhall  tread  ; 
The  ftubborn  Hurler's  hope  confound, 
And  fciite  him  with  a  lafting  wound. 

6  But  his  right  hand  his<faints  fhall  raife 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  feas  ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
There  fhall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  love. 

Psalm     LXIX.     i ft  Part,     Common  Metre. 
The  fufferings  cf  Chriii  for  our  falvation. 

1  O AVE  me,  O  Lord,  the  ft/veiling  floods 
k3    u  Break  in  upon  my  foul  : 

*'  i  fink  ;  and  forrows  o'er  my  head, 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  "  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 

"  In  tears  I  watte  the  day  : 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
c<  And  fhorten  thy  delay. 

3  "  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 

"  And  ftill  their  number  grows1 
"  Mere  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  <c  'Twafrthen  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

"  Which  men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law 
"  Which  fmners  took  away." 

5  Thus  in  the  great  Meffiah's  name, 

The  royal  Prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  «  Now  fhall  the  fainu  rejoice,  and  find 


PSALM    LXIX.      ■  143 

«  Salvation  in  my  name ; 
"  For  I  have  born  their  heavy  load 

"  of  forrow,  pain,  and  {hame. 
"  Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  me  round, 

cC  And  fackcioth  was  my  drefs, 
u  "While  I  proeur'd  for  naked  fouls 

"  A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 
"  Among  my  brethren  and  the  yews, 

<c  I -like  a  ftranger  flood, 
<c  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 

"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 
"I  came,  in  finful  mortals' ftead, 

il  To  do  my  Father's  will  ; 
«  Yet  when  I  cleam'd  my  Father's  houfe, 

"  They  fcaiidaliz'd  my  zeal. 
"  My  failing  and  my  holy  groans 

<s  Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
cc  But  God,  from  his  celeflial  throne, 

<c  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

1  u  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep, 

'}  Nor  let  my. foul  be  drown'd  $ 

0  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  feet 

«  On  weil-efhblifh'd  ground. 

2  «  'Twas  in  a  moft  accepted  hour 

<c.  My  pray'r  arofe  on  high  ; 
cc  And,  for  my  fake,  my  God  (hall  hear 

«  The  dying  finners'  cry." 
salm     LXIX.     id  Part.     Common  Metre, 
The  pajjton  and  exaltation  of  Chrift. 

NOW"  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear. 
And  mournful  pleafure  fing 
The  fufr'rings  cfour  great  High  Prieft, 
The  forrows  of  our  King. 


H4  PSALM    LX1X 

2  He  finks  In  floods  of  deepdirlrefs  ; 

Ho  ten  rife  ! 

Whn    •  v'niv  F:uher's  ear 

He  is* 

3  "  Hz:r  me,0  L'>nh  and  Cave  thy  Son, 

"  Nor  r  e  ; 

"  Why  "  Favorite  io^k  like  one 

c  thy  grace  ? 

4  a  With  e;   perfct etc  ;he  man, 

<;  Who  groans  b  wound, 

«  While  for  a  fa<  rifle  ,  I  pour 
"  My  life  up*  imd. 

5  "  Th:-y  tread  my  : ;  the  daft,    , 

Ci  And  laugh  *>herj  I  co<3Qpl«iB  ; 
*  Their  (harp  inCalttt^  (landers  add 
u  Freih  inguUh  19  mj  ps\n. 

6  "All  myrepfoachtskp6wntotn.ee, 

tf  I'he  fcandal  and  the  flume  j 
"  Reproach  ha>  broke  nay  bleeding  heart, 
u  And  Pres  d<  fii'd  my  name. 

7  "  I  look'd  for  pity,  hut  in  vain  ; 

"  My  kindred  are  my  gr.ief, 
t£  I  aik  day  friends  foe  comfort  round, 
c;  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  "  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirft, 

°  They  give  me  gall  for  f.oodj 
i(  And,  fpgt ting  with  my  dying  groans, 
Ci  They  triumph  in  my  hiood. 

9  "  S»ne  into  my  diftreffed  foul, 

"  Let  thy  compafliofj  five  ; 
j"  And,  though  my  fi>(h  fink  down  tod*ath, 
a  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 

10  "  I  {hall  arife  to  praife  thy  aame, 


PSALM    LXIX,  14$ 

'<  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown, 
c<  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 

«.*  Shall  ft-at  me  near  thy  throne." 

Psalm     LXIX.     3d  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Chrift'j  obedience  and  death  :  or,  God  glorified,  and 
Jinnsrs  faved. 
ATHER,  I  fing  thy  wond'rous  grace, 
I  blejfs  my  Saviour's  name  j 
He  bought  falvarion  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 
%  His  deep  difbrefs  hasrais'd  us  high, 
His  duty  and  his  zeal, 
Fulfiil'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke> 
And  finilh'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs" 

Shali. better  pieafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemnfountf, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  ihall  his  humble  foil5 vvers  fee, 

.  And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  y 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bleiL 

5  Letheav'n  and  all  who  dwell  on  high, 

To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
While  lands  "«nd  feas  affift  the  iky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife* 

6  Zion  is  thine,  molt  holy  God  ; 

Thy  Son  iliali  bleft  her  gates : 
And  glory  purcbas'a  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Ifraei  waits. 

Psalm     LXIX.     ij}  Part.     Long  Metre." 

ChriftV  pajjion,  andfinners>Jalvathu\ 


146  PSALM    LXIX. 

1  "|^\EEP  in  our  hearts  let  U3  record 

1  J  The  deeper  forrows  of  our  Lord  5 
iSehold  the  rifmg  biilows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  fpeuds  his  breath, 
While  hofts  of  hell  and  pow'rs  of  death, 
And  all  the  fens  of  malice  join 

To  execute  their  curil  defign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Have  made  the  curie  a  blefling  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  fufFrings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  fins  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  honours  of  thy  law  reftor'd  ; 
His  fbrrows  made  thy  juftice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  finner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  (hall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  fhame. 

Psalm     LXIX.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Q>\\x\^C s  fufferings  and  zeal. 

1  JrA^WAS  for  our  fake,  eternal  God, 

J£    Thy  Son  fiiftain'd thatheayy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach,  and  fore  difgrace, 
Aad  fhame  denTd  his  facred  face. 

2  The  yewsy  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  Man  who  check'd  their  fia  : 
While  he  fulhTd  thy  holy  laws, 

They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe. 

3  ["  My  Father's  houfe  (faid  he)  was  made 
*<  A  place  for  worfhip,  not  for  trade  ;" 
Then  featuring  all  their  gold  and  braft, 


PSALM    LXXI.  147 

Hefcourg'J  the  merchants  from  the  place.] 
4.  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of -his  God, 
-  Csnfum  g  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood  5 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown, 
He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 

5  His  friends  forfook,  his  foli'wer*  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  furround  his  head  ; 
They  curfehim  with  a  fland'rous  tongue3 
And  the  falfe  judge  mai mains  the  wrong. 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphe'mies  \ 
They  nail  him  to  thefhameful  txtz — 
There  hung  the  Man  who  dy'd  for  me. 

J  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  (tones, 
Infult  his  piety  and  groans  5 
Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirft  with  vinegar.] 
8  But  God  beheld  ;  and  from  his  throne 
Marks-out  the  men  who  hate  his  Son  ; 
The  hand  which  rais'd  him  fr©m  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  firth  vengeance  on  their  head. 
Psalm     LXXI.     lftpart.  Common  Metre. 
The  aged  faint's  refledlion  and  hope. 
I   T\yT*Y  God,  my  everlafting  hope, 
.IViL     I  ^v'e  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thy  bands"  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 
%  My  fleth  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  pow'r, 
With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine  ; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 
3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feen 
Repeated  eVry  year  3 


HS  PSALM    LXXI. 

Behold  my  days  which  yet  remain, 
I  truft  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Call  me  no;  off  when  ftr'ength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  anfe  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glcry  fhinf , 
Whene'er  thy  fervant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hift'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  day?, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
Inev'ry  line  thy  pralfe; 

Psalm     LXXI.      2 J  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Chrift  cur  Jlr3ngtb  and  right  eoufnefs* 

1  TfcyTY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
JLVJL    W  iv^n  I  begin  th#  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ! 

2  Thcuj  art  ray  Jverlafting  ;ruft, 

Thy  goc.inef-  I  ad   -     ; 
And,  fin.  c  I  knew  th^  graces  firS:, 
I  fpeak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  tcet  (hall  travel  ail  the  length 

Of  the  ceieltia)  roajd  ; 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  (Irength, 
To  fee  my  Father,  Got. 

4  When  I  am  fit  I'd  with  fore  diftr«.fs 

Forfome  furprifing  Gn, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfecl  righteoufnefe, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vicVries  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul,  redeern'd  from  fm  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  falyation  ilng. 

6  [My  tongue  (hall  all  the  slay  proclairi 


PSALM    LXXL  i42 

My  Saviour  and  my- God, 
His  death  has  brought  ray  foes  to  (hsme, 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 
J  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  ppw'rs; 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertaia  the  darkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long.] 
Psalm     LXXI.     3d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  aged  Chriftiari*  s  prayer  and  fong  ;  sr,  old  ege? 
death,  and  the  refurreftion. 

1  /*">|OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth,". 
%J   Thou  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs. 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  {hall  fuftain  my  finking  yeaw, 
If  God  my  (trength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  rfbw'r  and  truth  proclaim,  I 

To  thefurvivingagc, 
And  leave  the  favour. of  thy  name, 
When  I  fhail  quit  the  ftage, 

4  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
O  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath  . 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 

PAUSE. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high," 

Uafearchable  thy  deeds :  : 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fey. 
And  all  my  pr^iie  excegds. 

6  Oft  have  1  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar,  . 

And  oft  siiciur'd  the  grkf : . 
N.2 . 


150  PSALM    LXXII. 

But  when  thy  hand  has  prefl:  me  for?, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fov 'reign  power  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

8  When  I  lie  bury'd  deep  in  duft, 

My  flefti  (hall  be  thy  care  ; 
Thefe  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  truft, 

To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 
Psalm     LXXII.     17?  Part.  Long  Metre. 
The  kingdom  of  Chrift. 
i   A~>  REAT  God,  wnofe  unwerfal  fway 
\JJ"  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  ebey; 
INow  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  pow'r,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heav'n  fubmits  to  his  commands  j 
His  jufHce  fliall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  pnw'r  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
And  treads  th'  oppreiTors  in  the  duft  ; 
His  worfhip  and  his  fear  (hall  laff, 
'Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  paft. 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  fhall  he  fend  his  influence  down  : 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftills 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirfty  hills.   . 

5  The  heathen  lands  which  lie  beneath 
The  (hades  of  overfpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
And  dtiarts  oloflbm  at  the  Tight. 

6  The  iainu  fhall  flourtfh  in  his-  days, 


PS  ALM.  LXXII.  J5i 

Dreft  in  the  rebes  of  joy  asd  praife  $ 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknawn. 
Psalm     LXXII.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Chrifl'j  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles, 

1  TESUS  fnali  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J    Does  his  fuccefTive  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  ftretch  from  more  to  (bore, 
'Till  moons  (hall  wux  and  wane  no  more, 

2  [Behold  the  iilands,  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  beft  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perfia^  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  Chines  in  Eaftern  gold  ; 
And  barb'rous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] 

4  F©r  him  (hali  endlefs  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praifes  throng  t©  crown  his  head  $ 
His  name  like  fweet  perfume  (hall  rife 
With  ev'ry  morning  facrifke. 

5  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tgmgue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweetelt  fong  ; 
And  infant  voices  fli2li  proclaim 
Their  early  bieflisgs  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loofe  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft* 

And  all  the  fon:of  want  are  bleft. 

7  [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Dsaih  and  the  curie  are  known  no  mors  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  tf-.Adam  boaft 

More  btefiings  than  their  father  loft. 


a  52  PSALM    LXXIII. 

8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  lon^  Jlrnen.} 
Psalm     LXXIII.     ij}  Part.     Common  Metre 
Ajjiifted faints  happy ,  and '  prosperous  firmer  s  curfed. 

1  TVTOW  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind 
jLl|     To  men  of  heart  fmcere, 
Yet  once  my  fooliin  rhoughts  repin'd, 

And  berder'd  on  defpair. 

2  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 

And  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
C{  How  p'eafant  and  profane  they  live  I 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 

3  "  With  weii-fed  flefh,  ar.4  haughty  eye& 

"  They  lay  their  fears  to  Deep  j 
•*  Againftthe  heav'ns  their  (landers  rife, 
U  While  faints  in  filence  weep. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

"  And  cleanie  my  heart  in  vain, 
ct  For  t  am  chaften'd  all  the  day, 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulged  complaints^ 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
"  Sure  I  fivall  thus   .{Fend  thy  faint*, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  ftiil  I  foui  d  r.y  doubts  too  hard, 

The  confl'-6t  too  fevere, 
'Till  I  r^tir'd  to  (earch  thy  word, 
And  learn'd  the  ferret  there. . 

7  There,  as  hi  fome  p:ophetic  glafi 

I  faw  the  ftnner's  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  ilipp'ry  place 


PSALM    LXXIIL  153 

Above  a  fiery  pit. 
I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 

'Till,  at  thy  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honours  like  a  drea'na  were  loft, 
.  And  be  aw,  >e  to  hefh 
9  Lard,  what  an  enyidus  fool  I  was  I 
Ho^v  like  a  th^aghtWts beaft.! 
Tbas  to  Eul^eS  thy  promb'd  ^race. 
And think  the  wickedbM. 


i-icioair 


'j  Fv 


1  nKn^wn  : 
That  bteiied  hand  ivfoch  broke  the  fnare, 
Shall  guide  niejfo  thy  throne^ 
Psalm     L^XHL      id  Part.    Common  Metre. 
fbtodopr. portion  hpre  et%  i  ;::reafter-. 

1  jf~"^CD,  r&yjlippafter,  ard  *i;V  hops, 
\^     i?j._y  ffeip  .  .  ever  near  - 
Tiiinearm  of  a"/:  re;  bvld  me  up 

When  iin kbagin  d;:fpi:r, 

2  Thy  ecimlels,  LdrdL,  festfl  ru^de  my  feet 

Through  ±:,.i.ru  *  i  iernefs  *-V 
Thine  hand  eond&S:  me  aearthy  leat. 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  W'Srciiriiie  .  >u    i  ,    vjuu5 

And  wv  .  abede, 


4  Wha^  •  the  i^rirv-s  of  Ufa  were  broke3 

;  -:  .    (h  .    :  heart  fbould  feint, 

Td.  [trength  of  ev'ry  (aint. 

5  ;-:■?-.  -  Id  ^c.inners  who  remova 

Far  from  thy  prelenc*,  die  j 


i54  PSALM     LXXIII. 

Not  all  the  idol  gcJs  they  love, 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry, 
6  But,  to  draw  ne-?r  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shalt  be  my  Uvcet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  mall  found  thy  works  .-.broad, 
And  tell  the  world  myjoy. 
Psalm     LXXIIL     Long  Metre. 
The  profperity  ofjinners  curfed. 
%   T    ORD,  vvn:   a  thoughtle^  wretch  was  I, 
JL*/   To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
ri  o  fee  the  vvicked  phe'den  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  fhisc  ! 

2  B  if,  O  their  end,  their  dreadful  end, 
T.-y  Lmcluary  laugh r  me  fo  : 

On  fl;pp'ry  rock?  i  fee  them  (land, 
And  fiesy  biltaws  roll  below. 

3  Now,  let  rbem  bnaftbotv  tell  they  rife, 
1'il  never  envy  them  again  : 

There  they  may  fraud  with  haughty  eyes-, 
'Til!  they  plunge  de<*p  in  tndlcfs  pain. 

4  Their  fancy  *d  joys,  hew  faft  they  flee  ! 
Juft  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  : 
Their  fangs  of  foiteft  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

5  Njw  I  efteem  their  mirth  and  wine 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  nortion,  and  my  God. 

Psalm     LXXill.     Short  Metre. 
The  tnyjiery  of  providence  unfolded, 
I  OURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 

j^3     Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boaft  aloud, 


PSALM.    LXXIII.  i55 

And  men  of  grac:  cosipiairi, 

2  I  few  the  wicked  rife. 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools,  with  fcornfal  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honour  (nine. 

3  [Pamper'd  mt\y  wanton  cafe, 

Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair  ; 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  feas3 
Andgrotvs  without  their  care, 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  psins 

Which  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  oppreffion  reigns. 
And  racks  the  bumble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 

The  cverlatling  God  ; 
Their  malice  Mails  the  good  man's  name, 
And  fpreads  its  lies  abroad* 

6  But  I,  with  flowing  tears, 

Inlulg'd  my  doubts  to  rife  ; 
"  Is  there  a  God  who  fees  or  hears 

iC  The  things  below  the  ikies  ?"] 
J  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

Held  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 
'Till  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  wgre  brought 

To  learn  thy  juftice  thence. 

8  Thy  word,  with  light  and  pow'r, 

Did  my  miftekv  s  amend ; 
I  view'd  the  tinners*  lives  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  llippVy  Preep 

The  thoughtlefs  wretches  go  ! 
And  O  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 
Wfeich  waits  their  fall  belpw  ! 


j56  PSALM    LXXIV. 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
I  call  mv  God  my  portion  now, 
And  aH  my  pow?*s  zre  thine. 
Psalm     LXXIV.     Common  Metre. 
The  church  pleading  tvitb  Go  J under fore  pirfecutiom 
i   'TTjZTlLL  God  for  ever  cait  us  erf  i 
y  y      Ilk.  wrath  for  ever  fmoke 
Againlr.  the  people  of  his  love, 
"His  little  chofsn  flock? 
ft  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  j 
.    Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  pjory  itood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  hafte; 

Alcud  our  ruin  calls; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  walls  ! 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang, 

Thy  foe:  profanely  roar  ; 
Over  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 

Si  J  tokens  of  their  pow'r. 
%  Hov?  are  the  feats  of  worfhip  broke  I 

They  tear  thy  buildings  down, 
And  he  who  deals  the  heavieft  ftroki, 

Pfucures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their  neft  ? 
°  Come  let  us  burn  at  ence  (they  cry) 
'?  The  temple  and  the  prieft." 

7  And  frill  to  heighten  cur  diftrefs, 

Thy  prefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  tigm  of  pow'r  and  gract, 


PSALM    LXXIV.  157 

Thy  pow'r  and  grace  are  gone. 
No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  woes, 

But  ail  the  leers  mourn  ; 
There's  not  a  foul  among  us  knows 

The  time  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE. 

How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  blafpheme  ? 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  fcng. 

And  bear  immortal  mame  ? 
)  Canft  thou  for  ever  fit  and  hear 

Thine^hcly  name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftill  thy  jealoufy  forbear  ? 

And  ftill  withhold  thy  hand  ? 
What  ftrange  deliv'rance  thou  haft  fhown 

In  a^es  long  before  ! 
And  now  no  Other  God  we  own, 

No  other  God  adore, 
i  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  fea, 

By  thy  rsfiftlefs  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wond'rous  way, 

And  then  fecure  their  flight/ 
{  Is  no*^  the  world  of  nature  thine  ? 

Thedarknefs  and  the  day  ? 
Didft  thcu  not  bid  the  morning  mine, 

And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 
Hath  not  thy  pow'r  form'd  ev'ry  coaft, 

And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  furnrner's  beat,  and  winter's  froft, 

In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 
And  mall  the  fons. of  earth  and  duft 

That  facred  pow'r  blafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hand  which  form'd  them  full, 
O 


258  PSALM    LXXV. 

Avenge  thy  injur'd  name  r 

1 6  Think  en  the  cov'nant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 
Nor  lei  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 
And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

17  Oar  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
,  Plead  thine  own  cauTe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 
Psalm     LXXV.     Long  Metre. 
Power  and  government  from  God  alone. 

1  npO  thee,  Mod:  Holy,  and  Mod  High, 

JL   T°  thee  vY>e  Dr,ng  our  thankful  praife  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  hand  is  nigh, 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

2  "  To  flav'ry  doom'd,  thy  chofen  fons 
"  Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rife  ; 

"  And  fore  oppreft:  by  earthly  thrones, 
<c  Th:y  fought  the  Sov'reign  of  the  fkies. 

3  <c  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  pow'f,  j 
u  Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
<csTofcourge  their  legions  from  the.ihQre*  1 
€t  And  fave  the  remnant  of  thy  race." 

4  Let  haughty  Tinners  fink:  their  pride  ;    * 
Nor  lift  To  high  their  fcornful  head  ;  Jm 
But  lay  their  rboiifli  thoughts  afide, 

And  own  the  "  empire"  God  hath  made. 

5  Such  honour  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  -, 
'Tis  God,  the  Jud^e,  doth  one  advance  j 
'Tis  God  who  lays  another  low. 

6.  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth, 
Shall  fix  a  tyrant  on  the  thrones 

I 


PSALM    LXXVI.  i59 

God,  the  great  Sov'reign  of  the  earth, 
Will  rife  and  make  his  juftice  known. 
[His  hand  holds  put  the  dreadful  cup 
Of  vengeance,  mix'd  with  vaiious  plagues, ~ 
To  make  the  wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wring  out,  and  taftethe  bitter  dregs. 
S  Now  (hall  the  Lord  exalt  the  juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  en  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  duit, 
Our  lips  (ha]]  IW  his  praife  aloud.  J 
Psalm     LXXVI.     Com  m  on  Metre.  ' 
Ifrael  fq=ved,  and  the  Ji[[yrians  dejiroyed-  :  or,  Gcd'j 
vengeance  againjl.   his  e;unries  proceeds  from  his 
c  bur  oh. 

N  Judah  God  of  old  was  known, 
Kis  name  in  Ifr'el  great  ; 
In,  Salem  iXcoq  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  feat. 

2  Among  the  praifes  of  his  faint?, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chefe  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  ju[l  complaints 
Againft  their  haughty  foes.. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  the  threatening  fpear  : 
The  |ow,  the  arrow,  and  the  (word,  , 
And  crufh'd  th'  Afjyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe3  , 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  r 
The  hill  on  -which  Jehovah' dwells, 
Is  glnrious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Ziw's  King  who  ilopp'd  the  breatli 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  ; 
The  men  of  might"  flept  fail  in  death, 


160  PSALM    LXXVII. 

And  never  found  their  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob\  God, 

Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terrour  of  thy  rod  ! 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  powVc^n ftand  before  thy  fight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 

When  heav'n    mines   round   with  dreadful 

The  earth  lies  ftill  and  fears.  [light, 

8  WheoGod  in  his  own  io\  'reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  fove  th'  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  (kail  work  his  praife, 
And  he'll  Teftrain  the  reft. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring  ; 

Ye  princes,  fear,  his  frdwn  : 
His  tefroufs  (bake  the  prcudelt  king, 
And  cuts  an  army  down. 

10  The  thunder  of  his  ihzvp  rebuke, 

Oi;r  haughty  foes  (hall  feel  : 
Forjfaco&sGdd  hath  notforfcok, 
But  dwells  i:i  'Lion  ftili.J 

Psalm     LXXVII.     ift  Peri.  Common  .Metre.' 
Melancholy  njjhulting,  and  hope  pr&k&tling. 

1  rW\Q  God  I  cry'd   with  mournful  voice 

J[      I  Fought  his  gracious  car, 
In  the  fz  'I i en  'roubles  rof?,  ' 

And  fili'd  my  heart  w[ith  fear. 

2  Sad  were  my  tfavs,  and  dark  my  nights, 

My  foul  refuVd  relief; 
I  thought  c-:iGnd  the  jiift  and  wife, 
But  thoughts  i  Tief. 

7  Still  I  complain/d",  am!  ftill  oppfefti 
My  heart  began  to  break  : 


PSALM    LXXVII.  iSt 

My  God,  thy  wrath  forbad  my  reft, 

And  kept  mine  eyes  awake. 
4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew, 

'Til!  I  could  fpeak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 

And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 
I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times- 

When  I   beheld  thy  face  : 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 

Which  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ?" 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  ior  ever  caft  me  off  ? 

His  promife  ever  fail  b 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 
Shall  anger  ftill  prevail  ? 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 

This  dark,  defpairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought  j. 
Thy  hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
The  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
Whenfkfh  could  help  no  mere. 
.10  Grace  dwells  with  juftice  on  the  throne;- 
And  men  who  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  fancluary  mown 
The  counfds  of  the  Lord. 
Psalm     LXXVII.     2d  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Gcmfort  derived  from  ancient  providences  :  or,  Ifrael 
Mi-vend  from  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaa&» 
O  2 


i6z  PSALM    LXXVfl. 

1  M  T"  TO-V  awful  is  thy  chatVningrod  ; 

j    t     (May  thine  own  children  fay) 
"  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  I 
"  How  holy  is  his  way  !" 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old  ; 

(The  King  who  reigns  above) 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trult  hi?  love. 

3  Long  did  the  houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  oppreft  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

4  The  fons  of  good  old  Jacob  feem'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  foes  ; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  which  he  chofe. 

5  Ifr'el,  his  people  and  his  fheep, 

Mult  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  deep, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  fawthee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  law  thee  come  ! 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  ftood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  thefea  ; 

Thy  footfteps,  Lord,  unknown* 
Terrors  attend  the  wond'rous  way 
Which  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  found, 

Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke  ; 
All  heav'n  in  light'ning  (hone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  (hook  ! 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  fky  were  hurl'd 


PSALM    LXXVIII.  1 6s 

How  gloriaus  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprife  and  trembling  feizM  the  world, 
And  his  Own  faints  ador'd. 
[0  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock,  - 
And  kfe>  by  Mefes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defart  led  his  flock  \ 
Home  to  the  promis'd  land.] 
?salm     LXXVIII.    if  Part.   Common  Metre. 
Providences  of  God  recorded  :  or,  pious  education? 

and  infiruciisn  of  children. 

£   "J"    ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

L/  Which  God  perform'd  of  old  j 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 

And  which  our  fathers  told. 
He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  ; 
(His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace) 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 

Through  ev'ry  rifing  race. 
Our  lips  (halS  tell  thejn  tocur.fons. 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn, 

May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 
Thus  mall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  ferget  his  works, 
But  pr^c~life  his  commands. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.    zd Part.  Common  Metre. 
[fraelV  rebellion  and  puni/kment :    or,   the  fins  and 

chafiifements  of  God's  people. 
I  f~\    WHA  I   a  itifF rebellious  houfs 
\^f     Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
Fane  to  cheir  own  rr.oft  folemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace, 


j  64  PSALM    LXXVIIT. 

2  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pow'r  before  their  eyes. 

3  They  faw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light, 

From  his  avenging  hand  ; 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  ftubborn  land! 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fea, 

And  march'd  in  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  their  way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Cornpos'd  of  made  and  light  ; 
By  day  it  prov'da  fheh'ring  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirft  fupply'd  $ 

The  guming  waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
A  conftant  miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok-'d  the  Lord  molt  high, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  hand  : 
«c  Can  he  with  bread  our  heft  fupply 
"  Amidft  this  defart  land  f" 

8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  ; 
His  terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     ^d  Part.     Com.  Metre. 
¥ke  punijhment  cf  luxury    and  intemperance  :    or. 

chajiifement  and  falvatien. 
1  "ITfHEN  y/rV/Jnis,  ihe  Lord  reproves, 
y  V    And  fills  their  hearts  with  dread 


PSALM    LXXV1II.  165 

Yetheforgiyes  the  men  he  loves, 
And  fends  them  heav'niy  bread. 

2  He  fed  thtm  with  a  lib'ral  band, 

And  made  his  treafures  known  ; 
Ke  gave  the  midnight  clsuds  command 
To  pour  proviiioh  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  fhovv'r, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  corn  of  heav'n,  i'o  light,  fo  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angels'  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murm 'ring  language  faid, 

"  Manna  is  all  our  feait  : 
"  We  loathe  this  light,  this  airy  bread; 

#K  We  rnuft  have  fgfh  to  tafte," 
;  5  "  Yefnail  have  ilefh  to  pleaie  your  lull/* 

The  Lord  in  wrath  reply'd  ; 
And  fent  then  quails,  like  fand  or  duft> 

Heap'd  up  from  fide  to  fide. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  dellre  ; 

And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fee  ret  fire, 
And  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When, {bote  were  (lain,  the  reft  retum'd, 

And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Under. the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd. 
But  foon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  jftiU  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  hand, 
The  nation  he  refolv'd  to  fave, 
PofTefs'd  the  prom''s'dl?nd. 
Psalm     LXX VIII.     Long  Metre. 
Backfliding  and  forgzvenefs  ;    or,  fin  punzjhed,  and 
faints  fayed, 


, 


i66  PSALM    LXXX. 

1  /">J  RE  AT  God,  how  oft  did  IJrael  prove 
\JJf  By  turns  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ! 
There  in  a  glafs  our  hearts  may  Tee 

How  fickle  and  hov/  falfe  th*y  be. 

2  H»w  foon-  the  faith lefs  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought  \ 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  trail  his  grace. 

3  The  -Lerd  confum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 

A  tedious  march,  through  unknown  ways, 
Wore  cut  their  ftrength,atid  (pent  their  days. 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  brethren  lla-in. 
They  mourn' d  and  fought  the  Lord  again  : 
Call'd  him  the  rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayrs  and  vows  before  him  rife 
As  flatting  words,  or  folemnlies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  cov'nantand  his  love. 

6  Yet  did  his  fov'reign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live  5 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  elie  with  gentle  flame  it  bum'd. 

7  He  faw  their  flefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  temptations  (till  prevail  : 
The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  h#lv  hill. 

Psalm     LXXX.   'Long  Metre. 
The  church's  prayer  under  affliction  :    or,  the  vine- 
yard of  God  ivafted. 
I  /^>REAT  Shepherd  ©f  thine  Ifracl, 

Who  didft  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 


G 


PSALM    LXXX.  167 

And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  flieep, 
Safe  through  the  defart  and  the  deep, 
a.Thy  c&ofeh  is  in  the  dsfarr  now, 

Shine  -tch;  c  n  biigj6  an d  guide  it  through  $ 

ky.love  reftore, 
WeVfbail  he   ■  vi  .'■  ■     >re. 

Great  G   ^;      torn  b        -.  *-bey, 

How  long  fna!l  w?e  lament  and  pray. 
And  w:>i<  in  vairi    v  ? 

How  long  ihs.Il  thy  fie:    ;  afl  vrn? 

InRead  of  wine  and  *  :-  -  erfd    .:-  :;i,    - 
Thy  (aims  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  5 
Tura  us  to  thee,  thy  i<?v'e  reftsre, 
We  {hail  be  lav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

PAUSE    I. 

Haft  th@u  not  planted  with  thy  bands 
A  lovely  vine  in  Heathen  lands  ? 
Did  n«t  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round,"* 
And  hear'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 
How  did  the  fpreadtng  branches  fhoot,  - 
And  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit ! 
But  bow,  dear  Lord*  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  msurning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 
Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  haft  then  laid  her  fences  warte  ? 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  ev'ry  bead  devours  the  viae. 
Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  lave  re&ore, 
We  fiiall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

pause    11. 
L®rd,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 


i£?  PSALM    LXXXI. 

Thou  waft  its  ftrersgth  and  glory  too 
Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 
'Till  the  fair  Branch  of  promife  rofe. 
io  F.-iir  B'.3  ^ch,  qrqajp'd  of  old  to  (hoot 
From  Dav'uPs  /lock,  from  ^Jacob's  root ; 
Himfelfa  noble  Vine,  and  we 
Theleffer  branches  of <the  Tree. 

11  vTis  thy  own  Sun,  and  he  (hall  Hand 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Thy  Stft-bbrn  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  pQw'f  and  grace  above  the  reft. 

12  O  !  for  his  fakttattend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches  left  they  die; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhaii  be  fav'd,  and  fi?h  no  more. 

Psalm     LXXXL    "Short  Metre. 
The  warnings  of  Gcd  to    bis  people)    or,fpiritual 
blejfings  and punifJomets. 

1  Q1NG  to  ihe  Ldrd  slowd, 
jj)    And  make  a  joyful  ncife  ; 

God  is  our  Ittength^  eur  SrAiioui*  God  ; 
Lei  Ijfel  hear  his  voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry, 

ei  Preferve  my  worfhip  clean  ; 
«*  I  am  the  Lord  who  fetthee  free 
<c  From  fiav'ty  and  from  fin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad, 

"  And  I'll  fuppiy  them  well ; 
a  But  if  ye  will  refufeyour  God, 
*c  li  Ifrcl  will  rebel  : 

4  "  Iyil  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 

cc  To  their  own  luft  a  prey, 
t£  And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road, 


PSALM    LXXXII,  LXXXIII.  i% 

H  *Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  '*  Yer,  O  that  all  my  faints 

"  Would  hearken  to  my  voice; 

44  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  complaints, 

"  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

6  "  While  I  deftroy'd  their  foes, 

«  I'd  richly  ked  my  flock, 
li  And    they  fhould  tafte  the  ftream  which 
"  ¥*$m  their  eternal  Rock."      [flows 
Psalm     LXXXII.     Long  Metre. 
W  the  fupr-emeGthvernGur  :  or,  magiftrates  warned* 

AMONG  th'  affemblies  of  the  greatj 
A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  feat ; 
The  Gcd  of  heav'n,  as  Judge,  furveys 
Thofe  gods  on  earth,  and  all  th-ir  ways* 
Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 
Or  v?hy  fupport  thJ  unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  you  one*  defend  the  poor, 
That  firmers  vex  the  faints  no  more  ? 
They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  l 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 
For  th~y  dial!  fall  and  die  like  men. 
.  At  ife,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 

Poffefs  his  univerfal  throne, 
j  And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod, 
He  b  our  Jui/evarvd  he  our  God. 
Psalm     LXXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
J  complaint  again  ft  perfecutors. 
j      /i    ND  will  tile  God  (4  grace 

X"\.  Perpetual  illencg  keep  ? 
The  God  of  juftice  hold  his  peace., 


ifo  PSALM    LXXXlV, 

And  let  his  vengeance  deep  ? 

2  Behold  what  cjrf.d  fnares 

The  men  oi 'mifchief  fur^a    : 
Themtn  who  hateti\  faints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threai'ning  head. 

3  Agatnft  thy  hidden  ones 

Their  eounfels  meyemplcv, 
And  malice,  y*  ith  her  watchful  eye, 
PuHuih  them  to  deftroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  bafe 

into  rhy  piftures  leap  ; 
The  lion  and  the  (lupid  af« 

C  »nfpire  to  vex  thy  fheep. 

5  <•  Come,  let  u  join,  they  cry, 

M  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
"  '  Fill  cot  the  name  of  faints  remain, 
"  Ncr  mem'ry  fhall  be  found." 

6  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  ; 
Girethem,  hke  foretfs,  to  the  fire, 

Or  Oubble  to  the  wind. 
j  Convince  their  madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  name  : 
Or  elfe  the?r  flubborn  nge  confound, 

That  they  may  die  in  fhame. 
8   Then  (hall  the  nations  know 

Thar  glorioir,  dreadful  word  % 
"Jehovah  I — is  thy  name  alone, 

And  thru  the  faVreigri  L  rd. 

Psalm     LXXXIV.     if  Part.     LongMt 
The  pletLj'ure  of  public  twjhip. 
l    TJQV    pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
£j[  O  Lord  of  hofts,  thy  dwellings  at 


PSALM    LXXXIV.  171 

With  !onc  fibiixc  my  fpirit  famts 
To  meet  th'  ailemfelies  of  thy  feints. 
My  fteib  would  reft  in  th;ne  abode, 
My  pasting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  Go'^  my  King,  why  jfhould  I  be 
S    far  from  ail  my  joys  and  thee  ? 
The  fparrow  chuffs  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  jbt:  fig 'provides  a  neft  ; 
Btit  will  my  G->d  to  fparrows  grant 
Th  it  pieafure  which  his  children  want.: 
\.  B  tr't ,  re  the  faints  who  fit  on  highj 
A.    und  thy  throne  of  maj^fH  ; 
Thy  brightefl  glories  ihias  above, 
And  all  their  work:  is  prajjferand love « 

5  B'eil  are  the  [X»uls  who  find  £  place 
Within  the  temple  of  'thy  grac*  ', 
There  they  behold  thygemier  rays, 
Ani  feek  "thy  face,  and  learn  thy  pratfe* 

6  Bk-ff  are  the  men  vvhf  fe  hearts  are  (Vt- 
To  §1  d  tr-e  vvay  to  Zlons  gate  ; 

£rod  is  their  frrength  j  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

j  Cheerful  they  walk  with   growing  ttrengtha 
'Till  all  fail!  meet  in  heav'u  at  length  j 
'Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worfhip  there. 

Psalm     LXXX1V.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 
God  and  his  church  :  or,  grace  and  g?cry, 

t  /^|R£AT  God,  attend  while  ZUjtJttigs, 
\JfThe  joy  that  from  thy  pretence  fpj  ings$ 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thouknd  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  rneaneft  placs 


j $4  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  p  w'r, 
Sh»  bid  tempc  my  ted  to  leave  thy  door. 
2  G  d  Is  otu  funj  he  makes  our  day  : 
God  is  our  ftiieldj  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  aflauhs  of  hell  and  fin, 
Frcm  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  AH  needful  grape  will  God' bellow, 
And  crown  chat  grace  with  glory  too  ! 
He  gives  us  a1-!  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upri|ht®kiis. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whole  fov'reign  fway 
The  glorious  noils  of  heav'o.  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  prefer.ce.flee, 
Blefi:  is  the  man  who  trurts  in  thee. 

Psalm     LXXXIV/     Common  Metre. 
Parapferafed. 
Delight  in  ordinances  ofnaorjbip  :    or,  God  pre/cut 
in  bis  churche* . 

1  Tfc  yC Yfoul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
xV..L      ^o  whkh  thv  God  reforts  ! 
'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  court?. 

2  Tl;ere  the  great  Monarch  of  the  fkies 

H:~  favifcig  pow'r  £ifgliys  ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  qvick'ning .rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gift,*  the  beaVnly  Dove 

Defcends  and  nils  the  place. 
While  Cbrifi reveals  his  vvond'rcus  lov 
And  meds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  deckrc 

The  fecrets  of  thy  will  j 


PSALM    LXXXIV.  17} 

And  Prill  we  leek  thy  mercies  there, 
And  fing  thy  praiies  (till. 

PAUSE. 

My  heart  and  rlcih  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  ihall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  fee 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ?' 
The  fparrow  builds  herfeif  a  nefi:, 

And  fufrers  no  remeve  ; 

0  make  me,  like  the  fparrow,  bled, 
To  dwell  but  where  1  love. 

To  lit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye. 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 

Employ 'd  in  carnal  joys. 
Lord,  at  thy  threm/ild  LwGuId  wait 

While  Jefus  is  .within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  thrcne  of  ftate, 

Or  live  in  tents  of  frri. 
Could  1  command  the  fpacieuf  land, 

And  the  more  bound Jefs  fea, 
Fer  one  bleft  hour  at  thy  right  hand 

I'd  give  th^rn  both  away. 

Psalm     LXXXIV.     Particular  Metre, 
Longing  for  ihg  houfi  of  God. 

1  1       ORD' of  the-  worids  above, 
JL/  How  p'eafant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  ot  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  \ 

To  thine  abode 
My  heart  afpires, 
With  warm  cefire?,  \ 

T@  fee  my  God, 
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PSALM    LXXXVL 


The  (par row  tor  her  young, 
With  pleafure  feeks  a  ncft, 
And  Wand  ring  fwaliows  long 
To  find  their  wanted  reft  : 

My  fpirit  taints, 

With  equal  zeal, 

To  rife  and  dwell 

Among  thy  faints. 

3  O  happy  fouls  who  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  I 
O  happy  men  who  pay 
Their  conftant  fervice  there  I 

They  praife  thee  (till ; 
And  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  ftrenoth  to  frrengtru 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
'Til!  each  arrive?  at  length  j 

'Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 
O  glorious  feat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  t 

PAUSE. 

5  To  fpend  one  focred  day 
Where  Giid  and  faints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  thoufand  days  befide  j 
Where  God  refort?, 
I  Jove  it  more 
T«   keep  the  door, 
Than  fhine  in  courts, 


PSALM    LXXXV.  i.7S 

6   God  is  our  fun  and  fbield, 
Our  light  ami  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts-  his  hands  are  fl'l'di, 
We  draw  o.ur  bieflings  thence. 
He  CM  beftow 
On  Jacob's  race, 
Peculiar  grace, 
And  glory  too. 
j  The  Lord  his  people  loves  : 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
Fr©m  pure  and  pious  fouls  ; 
*    Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hQil<.5 
Whofe  fpirit  tru&s 
Alone  in  thee. 
Psalm     LXXXV.     lft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Waiting  for  an  anfwer  to  prayer  :  cr,  deliverance 
begun  and  conipleated. 
X  T    ORD,  thou  haft  call' J  thy  grace  tomindr 
1   j  Thou  ha<ft  revers'd  eur  heavy  doom  i 
Si  God  forgave  rrhen  Ifrel  finn'd, 
And  brought  his  wand'ring  captives  home* 

2  .Thou  haft  begins  to  fet  u>  free, 

And  make  thy  fierce!!  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  falvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  L  rd, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice  5 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  *9 
We  w«it  for  praife  to  tune  our  voice. 

q.  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  ; 
He'll  fpeak>  md  give  fris  people  peace ; 


i76  PSALM    LXXXV,  LXXXVI. 

Bit  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 
Lsft  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 
Psalm     LXXXV.     id  Part v    Long  Metre. 
Salvation  by  Chrift. 

i   QALVAIiON  is  tor  ever  nigh 

j.3  The  fouls  who  fear  2nd  truft  the  Lord  i, 
And  grace  descending  from  on  high, 
Frrfh  hopes  of  glory  (hail  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  thcLord  came  down  Irom  heav'nr 
By  his  obedience  10  complete, 
Tuftice  is  pleas'J,  and  pe^ce  is  giv'n. 

g  Now  truth  and  honour  (hall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
And  heav'ivy  influence  blefs  the  ground. 
In  our  Rcdcfemer'ifgentlc  reign. 

4.  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  : 
Qur  wandfring  feet  (hall  ftray  no  more, 
But  mark  hi    fteps,  and  keep  the  road. 
Psalm     LXXXVL     Common  Metre. 
A  general  Jong  of  prat fe  to  God.  • 

1  A  ivi  >N(j  the  pnfice-,  earthly  gods, 
jfj^,  There's  none  hath  po\w  divine  ; 
N>>r  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 

Nor  are  their  work?  like  thine 

2  The  nations  mou  haft-made;,  <li-.ll  bring. 

Their  ofFiin^s  round  fhy  thr»ne  j 
For  thou  a!  on?:  d  >ft  wond'rous  things. 
For  thou  art  G^d  ak>ne. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  f^et  ; 

Teach  nie  thine  heavenly  ways, 
Arjd  my  psor,  fcatter'd  thoughts  unite 


-    PSALM    LXXXVII,  LXXXIX.         177 

In  God  my  Fathers  praife. 
^  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 
Shall  thole  fvveet  wonders  tell, 
H<sw  by  thy  grace  my  Bhfeiifg  foul 

Role  ffum  the  deeps  ©rhell, 
'   Psalm     LXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
The  church  the  birth-place  of  the  faint  1. :  cr,  Jcnxs 
and  Gentile fu^ited  in  the  Chrijiian  charch. 

1  g^\  Op  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
\JT  Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  praife  : 
He  likes  the  tents  oCfacob  well. 

But  (till  In  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  vihts  ev'ry  houfe 

Which  j$ys  ks  njg$jf  and  morning  vows  ; 

Butm*«kes  a  more  delightful  ftay 

Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  dei'crib'd  of  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zicn  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  Gvd  below, 

Thy  fame  (hall  Tyre  ^r: 6  Egypt  know. 
I  Egypt. a«3  Ty7***  ao^  Greek  zni  J&W) 

Shall  th«rc  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 

Angels  and  men  (bail  Join  to  fmg 

The  hin  where  living  waters  fpring. 
5   When  Goi  makes  up  his  lad  account 

Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount,- 

'Twill  be  ail  honour  to  appear 

As  one  ne^-bfttn,  or  nourilh'd  there. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  if  Part.  Long  Metre. 
The  covenant  made  with  Chriil: :  cr,  the  true  David* 
I    TT^GR  eVer  (hat]  my  long  record 

J/     The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord., 

Mercy  snd  truth  for  ever  iiand 


i*8  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

Like  heav'n,  eftablifh'd  by  hi*  h?nd. 

a  Thus  to  iiis  Son  he  i«v-. re,  and  faid, 
i4  With  thee  my  ov'nan:  firit  is  made  %, 
"  In  thee  fhali  dying  iiimers  livet 
w  G!  >ry  and  i>race  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieft  * 
C(  Thy  children  ftiall  be  ever  blefi  ; 
c<  Th  u  an  my  thoferi  Kin^,  thy  throne 
"  S  .all  ftand  eternal  like  my  owni 

4.  u  ^There's  r.ortecf  ail  my  fohs  above, 
u  S^  much  my  ita&gjt  or  my  Me  \ 
«  Cj.  ill  il  powers  thy  fuhjvd-  are  ; 
"  Xhvn  what  can  earth  to  thee  e<  n  :-re  ? 

5  fi  David,  my  ferv  at$,  whom  Ichofe 
"  To  ^uard  my  fl  >ck,  vo  crufh  ra         s', 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jjwiih  :     .     -, 
u  Was  but  a  flv.*dow  of  rnv  Son." 

6  N  >w  let  trie  church  rejoice  and  fiiig 
jf*/tfj  her  Sivi'-ur  ana  h:r  King  ; 
Angers  hits-neav>nly  wonders  lhow, 
And  faints  cVHare  his  work^  b  In-w 

Psalm  LXXXiX.      if?  Part.-  Common  Metre. 
7  be  fuiihfulnefs  of  GW. 

1  li  ft  f  nevei  -ceiling  (eng*  ihal!  (how 
JL V A     r^>  mercies  c  f  the  Lord  ^ 
Ann  .;;ake  Succeeding a^es  know 

How  faitttfy  is  his  word". 

2  The  lacrvu  truths  hi>  lips  pronounce, 

S  'ii;  firm  as  heav'n  endure  ; 
An  I  if  he  Ipeuk  a  pmi^yie  once, 
CV  eternal  grace  is  fare. 
3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 
The  pruims'c  J^wua  ihroue  ! 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  i?g 

But  there's  ?  nobler  ccvfnani  feal'd 
Co  Davld\  greater  S-.-r:. 
4  Hissed  for  ev^r  fha!!  poffcft 
A  throne  above  the  ikies  ; 
The  ftiteafic$  fa bj.ct  -if  his  grace 
Shaii  to  that  gloty  rife. 
j[  Lord  God  of  holts,  tl:v  vvond'rous  ways 
Are  fung  by  faint?  above  ; 
And  ulnts  on  earth  their  honours  raife 
Torhv  un^Hangin?  'nve. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.  zd  Part.    Common  Metre* 
\Tbe  peiver  and  majejly   cf  God  :    or,   referential 
nvorjbip. 

1  II  TITH  «uw  iUice  let  the  faints  appear, 

VV      And  b°w  before  the  Lord, 
His  nigh  commands  with  rev'rence  hear^ 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  H  >w  terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

How  br'ght  thy  beauties  (lime  ! 
Where  is  the  pew *r  with  tftes  tbjafe  vies  f 

Or  truth  *"Ooipar'd  with  thine  ? 
.3  The  northern  pole,  and  fouthern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  hand  ; 
D*rknefs  and  day,  from  eair.  to  weft 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  word  the  raging  wind-  controul, 

And  rule  the  boitVrous  deep  : 
Thou  mak'ft  the  (Lsping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  deep. 

5  Heav  n,  earth,  and  air,  and  fea  are  thine1* 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell  ; 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fhine) 
When  Egypt  duril  rebel. 


48o  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

6  Juftice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
Yet  wcnc'rous  is  thy  ^race  : 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  u?  near  thy  tttt. 
Psalm  LXXXIX.     3d  Part.    Common  Metre. 

A  blejfed  gofpd. 
I  TJLEST  arc  ttt  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
J3     The  gofpfl's  joyful  (®und  ;v 
Peace  fhall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  iteps  furro'und. 
a  Thvir  joy  (hall  bear  their  fpirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
Hh  righteoufnefs  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 
.3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  falvation  gives  : 
IJr'el,  thy  Km^  ibz  ever  reigns, 
Tfcy  God  for  ever  lives. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.     qth  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Ch-rift'i  mediatorial  kingdom  :  or,  bis    divine  and 
human  t.ature. 

1  TJEAR  what  the  Lird  in  vifion  faid, 

And  made  his  mercy  known  j 
11  Smnew,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  almighty  Son." 

2  Beh  id  the  Man  my  vvifdorn  chofe 

Among  your  mortal  race; 
His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
The  fpiritofmy  grace. 

3  HighJhall  he-reign  on  David1*  throne, 

Mv  people's  better  King  ; 
My  arm  fhall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  ftill  new  fubjects  bring. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  i8» 

4  My  truth  (hall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

With  mzvcy  by  his  fide, 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fea 
He  fhall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

He  (hall  forever  own, 
Call  me  his  Roclc,  his  high  abode, 
"And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  firft-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 

At  my  right  hand  fhalllit ; 
Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  My  cov *nant  ftands  for  ever  faft, 

My  promifes  are  ftrong  ; 
Firm 'as  the  heav'ns  his  throne  fhall  laft, 
His  feed  endure  as  long. 
PfALM    LXXXIX.     yh  Part.       Com.  Metre. 
^The  covenant   of  grace  unchangeable ;   or,  ajjli&iQK 

without  reje&ion. 
I   "\7"ET  (faith-the  Lord)  \i  David's  race, 
j[      The  children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  laws,  ebufe  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down: 
1  Theij"  fins  Til  vifit  with  the  rod, 
And  make  their  fptlj  (mart ; 
But!';   hot  ceafeto  betfeietr  Gad, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  co  *nant  I  will  ne*ej  revcke>L. 

But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  wh<t  eternal  love  hath  fpoke, 
Eternal  truth  ihali  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  f worn -(I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  hoiinefs, 


IS*  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

To  feal  the  facred  prcmife  furc 
To  David&nd  his  race, 

5  The  fun  (hall  fee  his  offspring  rife*, 

And  fpread  from  fea  to  fea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  t'-}e  Ikies, 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  which  rules  the  night, 

His  kingdom  (hall  endure, 
*Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  iliade  and  light 
Shall  be  ohferv'd  no  more. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     id  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Mortality  and  hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 
I  "U  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  (late, 
|\  How  frail  our  life,  how  fhort  the  date  I 
Where  is  the  man  who  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  difeafe-,  fecure  from  death  ? 
a  Lord,  while  wefee "whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefh  and  fenfe  repine  and  cry, 
u  Muft  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 
41  Or  haft  thou  made  mankind  in  vaiH? 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juit  ? 

"  Are  not  thy  fervants  turn'd  to  duft  ?* 
But  faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  fighs, 
And  fees  the  fleeping  dbft  arife. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word, 
A  W2ke  our  fouls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

Ps  alm     LXXXIX.     Particular  Metre. 
Life,  death,  *"d  the  refurreBio*. 
1  /TpHiNK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  ! 
J,   How  few  bis  h©wrs,  how  fhort  hit  fpan, 


PSALM    XC.  1S3 

Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  , 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death, 

With  (kill  to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  fave  I 
Lord,  fhali  it  be  for  ever  (aid, 
te  The  race  of  man  was  osly  made 

"  For  ficknefs,  forrow  and  ths  du£- ?" 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day 
Sent  t©  their  graves,' and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft  f 
5  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son 
And  all  his  feed,  an  heav'nly  crowa  f 

But  fiefli  and  fenfe  indulge  defpair  : 
For  ever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
"  That  faith  can  read  his  "jholy  word... 

And  find  a  refurrecVion  there. 
j.  For  ever  blefled  be'theLord, 
Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  repnach  and  pain  3 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love. 
And  each  repeat  a  loud  Amen. 
Psalm     XC.     Long  Metre. 
Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 
A  mournful  fong  at  a  funeral. 

1  rf^HROUGH  evVv  age,  eternal  G«d, 

Thou  art  our  reft,  our  faf«  abo^e  : 
High  was  tfyy  throne  ere  heav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footftool,  laid. 

2  Long  hadft  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
0r  duft  was  faihion'd  to  a  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom,  (hail  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  fliall  bsjoo  more*. 


s$4  PSALM    XC. 

3  Bat  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Ma'Je  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  ; 

Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  juft— 
"  Return,  ye  miners,  to  your  duft/' 

4  [A  ihoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  d :.y,  in  thiae  account, 
Like  yefterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  laft  watch  of  ending  >'ight.] 

PAL'oE. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  ftream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  cur  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tals  ;  a  morning  flow'r, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

6  [Our  *ge  to  feventy  years  is  fet  : 

How  fh.rt  the  term  !  how  frail  the  flate  ? 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  Father  fign  and  groan,  than  live. 

j  But  O!  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
A.;d  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dre^r! : 
"VWfe?r  the  po"W*r  which  ftrikes  us  dead. J 

8    Feach  us,  O  Lord,  hew  frail  is  man  ; 
Ar  I  kindly  lengthen  out  our  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  of  piety 
Fit  u^  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

Psalm     XC.     \fi  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Man  frail,  and  God  tternal. 
\    /^\rTR  Gpd,  oar  neip  in  ages  paftj 
V,^   Our  nope  for  years  to  come, 
Ou;  me  iter  from  the  iiormy  blalt. 
And  our  eternal  home. 
2  Under  the  fhartow  of  my  throne, 
Thy  faints  have  dweit  fecure, 


FSA'L.M     XC.  585 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 

From  everlafting  thou  art  GOD, 

To  endiefs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  cur  flefh  to  duft, 

"  Return,  yefons  ©f  men  ;" 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  fir  ft, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages,  in  thy  fight, 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  j 
Short  as  the  watch  which  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rifing  fun. 

6  The  bufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  aiad  cares* 
Are  carryM  downwards  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in 'foil' wing  years. 
*j  Time,  like  an  ever-roiling  ftrearn, 
Bears  all  its  ions  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day.  ' 

8  Like  flow'ry  fields  the  nations  Hand, 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light : 
The  fiowrrs  beneath  the  mower's  hand? 
Lie  with'ring  ere 'tis  night.  J 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  pa  ft, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laf% 

And  our  eternal  home. 
Psalm     XC.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Infirmities  and  mortality  the  ejfe£l  of  fin  :  or,  lift?, 
old  age,  and  preparation  for  death, 


1 86  PSALM    XC. 

1  *       ORD,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 

i  j  And  jullice  grow  fevere, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thought?, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  duft ; 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam  with  all  his  fons  have  loft 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amufement  flies* 

A  fable  or  a  fong  ; 
Byfwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  belong. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amoant 

To  threcfcore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals,  with  laborious  ftrife> 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  thofe  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tirefome  road.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  lovey 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
O  let  our  fweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  a6fc  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
Psalm     XC.      2d  Part.     Common  Metre; 
Breathing  after  heaven . 
I   TQ  ETURN,U  God  of  love,  return* 
J^    Earth  is  a  tirefome  place  ; 
How  long  (hall  wc,  thy  children,  mourn 


psalm   xe.  iSy 

Our  abfenee  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heav'n  fucceed  our  painful  years, 

Let  fin  and  forrow  ceafe  ; 

And  in  proportion  to  our  tears, 

So  make  our  joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  fliovv, 

Make  thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  fhail  our  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  mall  we  fhine  before  thy  throng 

In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  fervice  we  have  doner 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 

Psalm     XC.     Short  Metre. 
?  he  frailty  and  Jhortnefs  of 'life, 

1  T    ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 

\..j  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

Which  fcarce  deferves  the  nsmcl 

2  Alas  I  'twas  brittle  clay 

Which  built  our  bodies  firft  X 
And  ev'ry  month,  and   ev'ry  day 
'Tis.mouldYmg  back  to  duft. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  ftay  $, 
Juft  like  a  flood  our  hafty  days 
Arefweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  mud  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end   in  fight  ; 
We'll  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom'swaj^ 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 

"This  life's  tempcftiious  fei ;- 


-sSI  PSALM    XCI. 

Soon  we  fhall  reach  the  peaceful  more. 
Of  bleft  eternity. 
Psalm     XCI.     Long  Metre. 
Safety  in  public  difeafes  and  dangers. 

1  f  fK  who  hath  made  his  refuge,  God, 

Shall  find  a  moft  fecure  abode  \ 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade, 
And  there  at  night  fhall  reft  his  head. 
&  Then  wiil  I  fay,   "  My  God,  thy  pow'r 
"  Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tow'r : 
<c  I  who  am  form'd  of  feeble  duft, 
"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  truft." 

2  Tnrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare  ! 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

4.  Julias  an  hen  protects  her  brood 

(From  birds  of  prey  which  feek  their  blood] 
Under  her  feathers,  fo  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftiiential  fire, 
Gotl  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  (hi eld  them  with  an  healthful  fhade, 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rife  thick:,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
Ifrel  is  fafe  :  the  poifon'd  air 
Grows  pure  if  lfr'el\  God  be  there. 

PAUSE. 

7  What  though  a  (tiou&nd  at  thy  fide, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thoufand  d/d, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves, 
Among  the  dead,  amidft  the  graves. 


PSALM    XCI.  189 

8  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 

To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  fens,  his  car  Jul  eye 
Pafs'd  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fword, 
Receive  co.- .mifiion"  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftrike  his  faints  among  the  reft, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  bicih 

10  The  fword,  the  pei^lence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  bell  defire  ; 
From  fins  and  forrows  fee  them  free, 
And  bring  thv  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

Psalm     XCI.     Common  Metre. 
Protection  from  death,  guard  of  angels3    inclofy 

end  deli-verance. 
I    X7"E  f°T"S  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
Expos'd  to  ev'ry  fnare, 
C^me,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  trull  h\>  care, 
1  No  ill  (hall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 
Or,  if  '  ie  plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  wicked  down  tohelli 
'Twill  ra;fe  his  faints  on  high, 
J  3  Hi'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  : 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  fleep. 

And  guard  your  happy  days. 
Their  hands  (hall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  dr«fh  againft  the  ftones  ; 
Are  they  not  fervants  at  his  call, 

And  fent  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 

Adders  and  lions  ye  Siajl  tread  ; 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat  > 


»9°  PSALM    XCII. 

He  who  hath  broke  the  ferpent's  head, 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  roe  they  fet  their  love, 

"  I'll  fave  the-n  (faith  the  Lord) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above 
"  Dcrtrud:na  and  the  fword. 

7  "  My  grace  fha'.l  anfwer  when  they  call  j 

"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  ; 
"  My  power  mall  rkelp  them  when  they  fall, 
V  And  raife  tftem  when  they  die. 

8  «  Thcfe  who  on  earth  my  name  have  known* 

"  I'll  honour  them  in  heav'n  : 
"  There  my  fa!  vat  ion  (hull  be  fhown, 

"  And  endiefs  ..life  begiv'n." 
Psalm     XCII.     \jl  Part.     Long  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  for  the  Lord^  day. 
z  OWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King* 
vj  To  praife  thy  name,  give  thank?  nnd  fing^ 
To  (hew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facred   rett, 

No  mortal  cares  (hall  feize  my  bread  : 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  folemn  found  ! 

3  My  heart  (hall  triumph  in  ray  Lord, 
And  blef>  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word  : 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  fhine  ! 
How  deep  thy  courifels  !   how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  diej 
Like  grafs  they  flourifn,  'till  thy  breath 
Blaftthem  in  everlafting  death. 

5  But  I  fliall  (hare  a  glorious  part, 


PSALM    XCII,  XClIfc  m 

When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart 
And  frefli  fupplies  of  joy  are  ihed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 
5  Sin  (my  word  enemy' before) 
Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  * 
My  inward  foes  mail  all  be  flain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again 
1  Then  fhal!  Ifee,  and  hear,  and  know. 
Ml  dein'd  or  wim'd  below  ; 
And  ev'ry  pow'rfind  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy 
Psalm     XCU .     2d  Part.     LongMetr* 
_     i.^^urch  h  the  Zard™  of  God. 

ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
JLj  in  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand  t 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  (een 
Like  a  yourig  cedar,  frefli  and  green. 
•There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love. 
Bleft  with  thine  influence  from  above  ♦ 
•Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  thefe. 
I  he  plants  of  grace  fhall  ever  live  • 
(Aature  decays  but  grace  mufr  thrive  ;) 
Time,  which  doth  all  things  elfe  impair/ 
JiiIJ  makes  them  flourifli  ftrong  and  fair 
|.  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  fhew       " 
1  he  Lord  is  holy,  jufl  and  true: 
Wone  who  attend  his  gates  fhall  find 
A  Ood  unfaithful,  or  unkind. 

Psalm     XCIII.     Long  Metre. 

W^'gMi  he  dwells  in  light z 
rf   Girded  with  majeftyasd  might-     *    * 


igz 


PSALM     XCIII. 


*T] 


The  world,  created  by  his  hard*, 
Siill  on  its  nrit  found:  v  on  {rands. 

2  Bur  ere  this  PpaC'tous  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  firft  foundations  laid. 
Thy  throne  eteri.a.  ages  Hood, 
Thyfetf  the  ever-Jiving  God. 

3  Lik:  floods  the  angry*  nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  ra^e  againfl  the  ikies  ; 
Vain  floods  which  aim  iheir  :a^e  ldfhigb* 
At  thy  rebuke  I     billows  die. 

4.  For  ever  (hall  thy  throne  endure  ;  • 
Thy  promife  (lands  forever  fure  ; 
An  J  everlafting  hoi  nek 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 
Psalm  XCIII.  \fi  Part.  Particular  Metre 
iHE  Lord  of  t>iory  tejghs  :  he  rei™ 
on  high, 
His  robes  of  ftate  are  ftfength  and  majefty  ; 
This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'itabitfh'd  by  his  hand 
Long  ftood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creatio: 
And  his  ownGodhead  is  the  firm  foundatio 

2  God  is  th'eje  rial  King  !  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebillio.i  to  confound  thy  reign 
In  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  floods  anfe, 
Androar,and  tofs  their  waves  agairift  the  fkiei 

Foaming  at   heav'nj  they  rage  with   wi 

commotion, 
But  heavVs  high  arete  fcorn  the  fwcllin, 

OCt'fl. 

3  Ye  tempefl r,  rage  no  more ;  ye  floods,  be  fti 
And  the  m.-.d  world  obedient  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth,his  church  muft  ever  flan 


PSALM    XCIII.  193 

Firm  are  his  promife?,  and  ftrong  his  hand  : 
See  his  own  Tons,  when  they  appear  before 

him, 
Bow  at  his  fbotrbol,  and  with  fear  adore 
him. 
Psalm     XCIII.     id  Part.     Particular  Metre. 

1  FT^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

And  royal  fete  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glores  crown'd  5 
Airay'd  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  fov'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  fecureiy  (lands, 

And  ikies  and  frars  obey  thy  word  : 
Thy  throne  was  nVd  on  high, 
Before  the  (tarry  fky  : 

Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  crowd, 
Like  billows,  fleece  and  loud, 

Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar ; 

I n  vai n,  with  angry  fpi te, 

The  furly  nations  fight. 
And  dafri  their  waves  a^ainU  the  fnore. 

4  Let  £bods  and  nattohs  rage, 
Arc*  all  £b.e&  pev/rs  engage, 

L^tfwellingSdes  atfaul!  the  fky  : 
The  terrors  of  thy  'rown, 
Shall  best  their  tiojadhefs  clown  : 

Thy  throne  (or  ever  fends  en  high. 

5  Thy  promiies  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  : 

There  iix'd,  thy  church  fliall  ne'er  remove ; 


«94  PSALM    XCIV. 

Thy  faints,  with  holy  fear, 
Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  fing  thine  everlafting  love. 
Repeat  the  \th  fianza^  ifneceffary. 
Psalm     XCIV.    ift Part.  Common  Metre. 
Saints  cheflifed,  and finners  defiroyed :  or,  inflrucli-v*. 
afflictions. 

1  f~\  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs 
\Jf     Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 

Let  fov'reign  pow'r  redrefs  our  wrongs, 
Letjuilice  faaitethe  proud. 

2  They  fay,  u  The  Lord  nor  fces  nor  hears  ;* 

When  will  the  fools  be  wife? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  (hall  feel  his  pow'r  ; 
His  wrath  fhal!  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain, 
In  fome  furprifing  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  feints  deferve  rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  rod ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book 

Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

And  to  his  duty  draw : 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife, 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  faints. 

Nor  his  own  promife  break  j 
He  pardons  his  inheritance, 
^or  their  Redeemer's  fake. 

XCIV.     2d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
'.pport  and  comfort  :  or,  deliver  ance  from 
temptation  and  perficutioM* 


PSALM    XCV.  195 

1  *\)T  iTHO  will  arife  and  plead  my  right, 

Vy       Againft  my  nurn'rous  foes  j 
While  eurth  and  hell  their  force  unite. 
And  all  my  hopes  cppcfe  £> 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 

Sufcain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 
My  foul  among  the  dead. 

3  «  Alas,  my  Hiding  feet  V3  I  cry'd, 

Thy  promife  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  grace  ftoed  confbnt  by  my  lice, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

4  When  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bofom  roil, 
Thy  boundlefs  love  forgivev  my  faults, 
Thy  com  forts  cheer  my  foul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  iniquity  may  rife, 

And  frame  pernicious  israrc  -, 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  ildes, 
He  will  defend  my  eaufe, 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud  ; 

Let  bold  blsfphemers  fcoff  •, 
The  Lord,  our  God,  (hali  judge  the  proud. 
And  cut  the  finnerstff. 
Psalm     XCV.     Common  Metre. 
A  pfalm  bejere  prayer, 

1  ^JjfNG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  nam*, 
jjj  And  in  Ins  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  falyation  is  our  theme,' 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight, 

And  pfdms  of  honour  fmg  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs  mio  bt, 


*a6  PSALM     XCV. 

The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  fcem> 

Thofe  gods  on  high?  and  gods  below, 

When  once  cooipar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  6eepy 

Lies  in  his  fpacious  band  ; 
He  nx'd  thi  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  mud  (land. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 

0  may  the  creatures  of  his  povv'r 
Be  children  cf  his  grace. 

6  Now  is  the  time  he  bend*  bis  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  re  que  11  ; 
Come,  ieithe  route  his  wfath,  and  fwear 
<l  YeOuli  not  lee  m>  red/' 

Psalm     XCV.     Short  Metre. 
A  ffalm  before  Jet men. 

1  /^{OmE,  i"  and  b\i  praii'e  abroad, 
\^j     And  hymns  of  glory  fmg  \ 

Jehovah  is  thefov'feign  God, 
The  uaiverfal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  detpsunfcrtfctfrn  ; 

H:  gave  the  feas  theirbound; 
The  ivat'ry  worlds  are  all  hisuun, 
And  all  fhc  folid  ground. 

3  Come,  wor  fs  throne, 

Corrtes  b'w  before  the  L<rd  ; 
We  are  his  v    r*>\  and  not  our  own, 
forro'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  da«  attend  his  voice, 

N  ,;•  dure  provoke  his  rod  ; 


-     PSALM    XCV.  i$7 

.  Come  like  the  people  of  his  choicV, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  frubborn  Jews^ 
That  unbelieving  race  : 

6  The  Lord  in  vengeance  dreff, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
"  You  who  defpis'd  my  promised  reft, 
Shall  .have -no  portion  there," 
Psalm     XCV.     Long  Metre. 
Canaan   left  -through  unbelief:  or,  a  warning  i$ 
delaying  Jinneri. 

1  /^QME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 
%^jl  -  A  facred  long  of  folemn  praife  ; 
God  is  a  fov'reign  King  ;  rehearfe 
His  honours  in  exalted  verfe. 

2  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefe  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word  j 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;   we  the  fheep, 
His  mercy  chofe,-  his  paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day,  . 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey  ; 
Nor  let.  our  h^rden'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  which  Ifr'cl  knew* 

4  Ifr'el,  who  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 
A  faithlefe  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'dthe  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  ''how  falfe  they  prove  I 
"  Forget  my  pow'r,  abufe  my  love  ; 

u  Since  they  defpifc  my  reft,  I  fware 
"  Their  feet  fhall  never  enter  there/' 

&2 


19$  PSALM    XCVI. 

6  [Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  th&fc  ancient  rebels  dead  > 
Attend  the  otfei'd  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lcfe  the  blefling  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zlon%  heav'nly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  reft  j 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  bleft.] 

Psalm     XCVI.     Common  Metre. 
Chriji  's  firft  andfecond  coming. 
S  OING  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
1^5    Ye  tribes  of' ev'ry  tongue  ; 
His  new  diicover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  feng. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  re'i£n?j 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  pow'r  the  finking  world  fuftain?, 
And  grace  furrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  fecn  ; 
Let  cities  fhine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unufual  joy  furprife 

The  iflands  of  the  fea  ; 
Ye  mountains  fink,  ye  vallies  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefo 

The  nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  voice  (hall  raife  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
How  wHI  the  guilty  nations  dread 


PSALM    XCVI,  XCVII.  193 

To  fee  their  Judge  appear  ! 
Psalm     XCVI.     Particular  Metre. 
The  God  of  the  Gentiles* 

1  T     ET  all  the  eaich  their  voices  raife, 
JL^  To  ling  the  choice  ft  pfalm  of  p  raife  5 

To  fing  and  blefs  Jehovah's  name; 
His  glory  let  the  Heathens  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  fhow, 

And  all  his  faving  works  proclaim. 

2  The  Heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 
The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word  5 

Among  us  is  Jehovah  known  ; 
Our  worihip  (hall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made  | 

Our  Maker  is  cur  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  fky, 
He  made  the  filming  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  1 
His  beams  are  majetty  and  light; 
His  beauties,. how  divinely  bright  ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair  ! 

4  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  mail  feel  his  faving  pow'r,. 

And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name | 
Then  (hall  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  holinefs, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
Psalm     XCVII.   ij?  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Chrift  reigning  in  bewven,  and  coming  to  judgment*. 

I  1     TTE  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns* 
jTA  Praife  him  in  evangelic  flrains  j 
Let  theiwhole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice. 
And  diuant  ijlgnds  join  their  yoke* 


PSALM    XCVII.       . 

2  Deep  3re  his  counfels,  and  unknown  ; 
B*£  grace  and  truth  Support  his  throne  : 
Though  glrotny  clouds  his  ways  furround 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  tii  robes  of  judgment,  lo  !   he  comes, 
Siakes  the  w;de  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  teas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  fore  difmay, 
Fly  from  toe  fight,  and  ihun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ve  faints,  on  high, 
And  Ting,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Psalm     XCVII.     ^d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
ChriiVj  incarnation. 

1  r'l^HE  Lord  is  come,  the  heav'ns  proclaim 

t      His  birth  i  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  trar  directs  the  road 
Of  Extern  fages,  to  their  God. 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  ikies. 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  ; 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  nigh,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worfhippers  confound  : 
But  Judah  ihoui,  but  Zion  fing, 
And  earth  confefs  her  fov'reign  King. 
Psalm     XCVII.     ^d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Grace  and  glory. 

1  Hp^H'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high, 

X  Q^er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fky  : 
Though  clouds  and  darfcnefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-fearv 

2  O  ye  who  love  his  holy  name, 


PSALM    XCVII.  201 

Hate  ev'ry  work  of  fin  and  fhame  ; 
He  guards  £ne  fouls  of  all  his  friend?. 
And  frcm  the  {hares  of  heU  defends. 
Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  lo'vm  ; 
Thole  glorious  feeds  fti&il  fpringand  rife5 
And  the  bright  barveft  biefs  our  eyes. 
Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  fouls  who  fee!  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  hoUnefs. 

Psalm     XCVII.     Common  Metre. 
Cbrift's  iniarnqtum.)  and  the  lift  judgment* 
"\/\S  $ari«fe  :-f  ice  Norikem  rca- 
j[     R  j  TTce^tht  Savioiif  r<eig«sj 
His  woid  like  firs ^-4, -pares  his  wvfa 

And  mountains  xSfcli  to  plains. 
H-  prcfence  finks  the  proyieit  hills. 

And  T>akcs  the  val'ic*  rife  ; 
The  humble  fouljenj  >y4  hi*  fmiles, 

The  haughty  fistner  dies!. 
The  bieaV'n*  bis  rightful  pow'r  proclaim  "9 

rhe  ;dv«!  gpds  around, 
Fill  their  own  *orlhipptrg  with  mamea 

A;ui  totter  to  the  gtound. 
Adoring  angels  *t  his  birth 

Made  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  (hail  he  come  to  judge  the  eartb5 

And  angels  guard  his  throne. 
His  foes  (hail  Tremble  at  his  light, 

And  hills  and  leas  retire  ; 
His  children  take    their  unknown  fiigh^ 

And'leaYe  the  world  on  fire. 


202  PSALM    XCVIlL 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  Town 
For  faincs  in  darkru-is  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvefr  bear. 
Psalm     XCVIII.     \Ji  Part.    Common  Met* 
Praifc  for  the  go/pel. 

1  /"Tp*0  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 

New  honours  be  add  reft  5 
His  great  felvation  mines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bleft. 

2  He  Tpake  the  word  to  Abraham  firft* 

His  truth  ful^ls  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  usake  his  name  their  tru&j 
And  learn  his  righteouihefs. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim, 

Wiih-s.ll  fitr  difPrent  tonguuf  \ 
And  fpread  th^  honours  oi :  his  name 
In  melon 

Psalm     XCVIT7,     id  Part.     Common Metr 
The  MeffiaSft  coxing  at; a  kingdom. 

1  TOY  :  the  Lor«Tiscom*i 
J    Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  e/i  ■            >repare  himroo;c, 

And  btav'ii  awl  nature  fing, 

2  Joy  to  the  esrth  ;  the  Saviour  reigns; 

Let  m£fl  their  fongs  employ  : 
While  fields  and  Rjods,  rocks,  hills  and  plaffts 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  2nd  f'orrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  .in felt  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  bleflings  flow 
Far  as  the  curfs  is  found. 

4  Hj  rules  the  world  wi;h  umh  and  grace, 


fSALM    XCIX.  ?g| 

And  makes  the  nations  prove  - 
The  glories  of  ibis  righteoufnefs, 

And  wonders  of  his  love. 
Fsalm    XCIX.     ifiPart.    Short  Metre*. 
Chrift'j  kingthm  arj majejiy. 

1  T^  ^°^  Jehovah  reigns, 

J.     Let  all  the  nations  fear : 

Let  tinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 

And  faints  be  humble  there. 

2  JefuS)  the  Saviour,  re>Vns, 

Ln  earth  adore  its  Lord  «, 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants,  fraud. 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  hh  throne, 

Hu>  honours  are  divine  i 
His  church  (hail  make  his  wonders  known* 
For  there  his  glories  ftine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 

^  How  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Juftice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  work*;  of  grace. 

SALjMi  r  XClK-     zd  P*ru     S^rt  Metre, 
Ahoiy  G*d tworjmpped with  reverence. 

1  Ti   AL  r  the  Lord  our  GotI> 

Xl/    And  worfhip  at  his  feet  y     • 
His  nature  is  aU  hoimefs, 

And  mercy  is  his  feat. 
1  When  Ifr'el  was  his  church* 

tXTL     W»hen    Aar0n    WaI    hiS    D«cftt 

When  Mofes  cr  y'd,  when  Samuel  pray*ds 

He  gave  his  people  reft. 
I  Oft  he  forgave  their  fms, 

Nor  would  dellreyihgir  rsjet ; 


204.  PSALM    C. 

And  oft  he  rr.aJc  his  vengeance  known, 

When  thej  abus'd  !iis  grace. 
4.  ExV!»  fi&Lord  our  God, 

vVr.oie  grace  s  foil  che  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  or  holineis 
Andjealous  for  hisname. 
Vs  a  l  m     C.     y?  /Vr/ .    Lo  n  g  Me  tre. 
A  plain  tr^nflatlon. 
Praife  to  our  Creator. 
I   XT'E  nations  of  *he  eatth,  rejoice 

Before  the.  Lord  your  foVreign  King, 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  ail  your  tongues  his  glory  ling. 
1  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 
Doth  li-fp,  and  breath,  and  being  give  ; 
"We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  (heep  which  on  his  pafiures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongsof  joy, 
With  praifestohis  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there, 

4  The  Lord  is  good  \  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 
Great  is  his  g^ce,  his  mere)  fure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  (hail  find     - 
Hh  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Psalm     C.     id  Part.     Long  Metre. 
A  Paraphrafe* 

1  OING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  >   , 
J3  Let  ev'ry  fand  his  name  adore  ; 

The  Northern  ifl.js  fhall  fend  the  noife 
Acrofs  tae  ocean  to  the  fliorc. 

2  Nations,  lttsnd  before  his  throne 
With  foleir.n  fear,  with  facred  joy  ; 


PSALM    CI.  -teg 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  : 

He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 
3  His  fov'reign  pow'r,  without  cur  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wand'ring  fheep  we  ftray'd, 

He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
£  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  fouls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 

What  lafting  honours  (hall  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name? 

5  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raife  ; 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  mud  fcand, 

When  rolling  years  {hall  ceafeto  move. 

Psalm     CI.     Long  Metre. 

The  magiftrali's  ffalm. 

t  "|k  /1TERCY  and  judgment  are  my  Cong, 

J.VA  h^  ^ince  tney  k°tn t0  ^ee  belong 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 
fi  I  f  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  fword, 

I'll  take  my  counfels  from  thy  word  ; . 
Thyjuffice  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wifdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  ; 

No  wicked  thing  (hall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealcufy. 

4  No  fons  of  flander,  rage  and  ftrife, 

S 


206  PSALM    CI. 

Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  lock,  the  heart  of  pride, 
Within  my  doors  (hall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  fearch  the  land,  and  raife  the  juft 
To  pods  of  honour,  wealth  and  truft  ; 
The  men  who  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav 'rites  ftill.] 

6  In  vain  fhall  Tinners  hope  to  rife 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies  ; 
And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  lhan't  be  fpar'd. 

y  The  impious  crew  (trut  factious  band) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  all  who  break  the  public  reft, 
Where  1  have  pow'r  lhall  be  fuppreft. 
Psalm     CI.      Common  Metre. 
A  pf aim.  for  the  majier  of  a  family. 

1  f\^  juttice  and  of  grace  1  ling, 
\Jf    And  p3y  my  God  my  vows  ; 
Tny  grace  and  juilice,  heav'nly  King, 

Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God  repair, 

And  make  thy  fervant  wife  ; 
I'll  foffer  nothing  near  me  there, 
Which  (hall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 

By  falfehood  or  by  force, 
The  fcornfal  eye,  thefland'rous  tongue, 
I'll  thruft  ihern  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 

And  will  their  he'p  enjoy  : 
Thefe  are  the  friends  whom  I  (hall  truft, 
The  fer  varus  I'll  employ. 


PSALM    CIL  %oj 

,5  The  wretch  who  deals  in  Qy  deceit, 
I'll  not  endure  a  night  : 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banifh  from  my  fight. 
6  1M  purge  my  fam -:!y  around, 
And  make  the  wicked  See  ; 
Soikalt  my  hcufe  be  ever  found 

A  dotting  -fit  for  thee* 
Psalm  CII.      lfiPart.    Common  Metre. 
A  prajtr  of  the  ajfli&ed. 

1  TJTEAR.me,  O  God,  nor  hide  shy  face* 
XI  But  anfwer, left  I  die  :  \ 
Hait  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 

To  hear  when  finners  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are  wafted -Jike  thefmoke 

Diflblving  in  the  air ; 
My  ftrength is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  finking  in  defpair. 

3  My  fpirsts  fkg,  like  with'ring  grafs 

Burnt  with  exceffive  heat ; 
In  fecret  groans  my  minutes  pafs, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  Asohfome  lonely  building's  top, 

The  fparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  lit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foui  is  like  a  wildcrnefs, 

.  Where  beafts  of  midnight  howl  ; 

There  the  fad  raven  finds  her  place, 

And  there  the  fcreamlngowl. 

6  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  boding  fears, 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breaft  ; 
While  ihar a  reproaches  wound  my  ears* 


208  PSALM    CIL 

Nor  give  my  fpirit  reft. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes,    -     - 

And  cears  are  my  repair.  ; 
My  daily  bread  like  aftses  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  tafte. 

8  Serife  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  fouls  who  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand   rdvanc'd  me  high  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

9  My  locks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear  ; 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  aisev'ning  fhadows  are, 

That  vanilh  into  night. 
io  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  (hall  know  thy  name, 

And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 

11  Then  wilt  arife  and  (hew  thy  face, 

Ncr  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th' appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long-expected  day. 

12  Ks  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry, 

And  by  rr.yfterious  ways 
Redeems  the  pris'ners  doomM  to  die, 

A'.k\  fiBs  their  tongues  witji  praife. 
Psalm     C1I,     2d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Prayer  heard,  and  Zicn  rejicrcd. 

1  TT    E'Y  Z ion  d'.id  her  fons  rejoin, 
§  j    Behold  the  prcmis'd  hour  ! 

Ker  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  pow'r. 

2  Her  dud  and  rains  which  remain^ 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  j 


PSALM    OIL  ,209 

Thcfe  ruins  fhall  be  built  again, 

And  all  that  duft  {hall  rife. 
The  Lord  will  raife  'Jerufalem, 

And  ftand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  fhall  bow  before  his  name. 

And  kings  attend  with  fear, 
He  fits  a  Sov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners'  groan, 

And  fees  their  ilghs  arife. 
He  frees  the  fouls  condemn'd  to  death. 

And  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  fhnn't  be.faid  "  that  praying  breath 

Was  ever  foent  in  vain." 
6  This  ihali  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left,  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  m2y  read, 

And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord, 
Psalm     CII.-  Long  Metre. 
Mart  s  mortality  and '  C Drift \s  eternity  :  or,  faints  die T 
but  Chrift  a»ci  the  church  live. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord,  our  Saviour's  hand 

j^  Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race  5 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
And  ruuft  thy  children  die  fo  foon  f* 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  lOitow  (hail  alTuage  : 
"Oik  father  and  our  Savipur  live  -7 

<s  Chrift  is  the  fame  through  ev'ryage^5" 
"  S  2        w      "- 


2io  PSALM    CIII. 

4  'Twsr  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Keav'n  is  the  building-cf  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grovs  s  old.thefe  heay'ns  (hall  fade-, 
And  :vl  bechang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  itarry  curtains  of  the  iky, 
Like  garments  (hall  be  laid  afide  ; 
But  frill  thy  throne  (lands  firm  and  high; 
Thy  church  forever  mufi  abide. 

6  Before  my  face  thy  church  fhall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  fhali  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm     CIII.      \fi  Part.     Long  Metre; 
Ulefjiug  God  for  his  goodnefs  to  foul  and  body. 

1  TFJLESS,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God, 
jQjCail  home  fhytho'ts  which  rove  abroad 
Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join 
In  work?nd  worfhip'fo  divine. 

2  Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
Hi v  favours  claim  thyhigheft  praife  ; 
Why  mould  the  wonders  he  has  wrought 
Be  IoO  in  (ilenceand  forgot  r 

3  *Tis  he,  my  foul,  who  fent  his  Sen 
To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  done; 
He  owns  the  tvnfom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vires  67  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cores  the  pains  which  nature  feci?, 
Redeem?  the  foul  from  he! J,  arid  laves 
Ourwaflihg  lives  from  threatening  graves. 

5  Onr  youth  dec^.y'd,  his  pow'r  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  Otir growing  yer*  : 
H?  fatirfies  our  moutfis  with  go 


PSALM    CHI.  .211 

And  fills  our  hopes  with  heav'nly  food. 

6  He  fees  th'  oppreflbr,  and  th'oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  fufPrers  reft ; 
But  will  his  juftice  more  difplay 

In  the  laft  great  rewarding-day. 

7  [His  pow'r  he  fhew'd  by  Mofes*  hand$3 
And  gave  to  ^rWhis  commands  ; 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mf.rcy  down 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son, 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  pow'r  confe& 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  : 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  fhall  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine.] 
Psalm     CIII.     id  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Xjcd's  gentle  chafliftment ,or }hu  tendermercy  to  his  people 
I  r  |  "^HE  Lord,how  wond'rous  are  his  ways  I 
How  firm  his  truth, how  large  his  grace  f 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
.  And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 
a  Not  half  fo  high  his  pow'r  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  wre  raife. 

3  Not  rralf  fo  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  morning  from  the  weft, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  cJ  thole  he  !cves. 

4  How  flowly  doth  his  wrath  arife  1 
On  (vviiter  wings  falvsiion  flies  : 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foonhis  frowns  to  puy  turn  ! 

$  Amidft  his  WRih  compadion  ihiuesj 
His  fUekes  are  lighter  than  our  fins,. 


212  PSALM   JCVL 

And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  faints, 
H;s  ear  indulges  their  complaints* 
£  So  fathers  their  young  fons  chaftife, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eye*  ; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and  jufr, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  duff  ; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofe, 
Beyond  the  ftrength  which  he  beftows. 

8  He  knows  how  foon  our  nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  ev'ry  wind  that  flies  ; 
Like  grafs  we  fpring,  and  die  as  foon 

As  morning  flow'rs  which  fade  at  noon, 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 

To  all  the  faints,  and  (hall  endure  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  fhall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 
Psalm     CIII.     ift  Part.     Short  Metre, 
Praife  for  j'piriiual  and  temporal  mercies* 

1  f\  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  foul, 
%^J     Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  blefs  his  name, 
Whofe  favours  are  divine. 

2  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul, 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs, 
And  without  praifes  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tishe  who  heals  thy  ficknefTcs, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 


PSALM    CIII.  213 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ranibm'd  from  the  grave  : 

He  who  redeem'd  my  foul  from  hell, 
■  Hath  fov'reign  pow'r  to  fave. 

5  He  nils  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  fufPrers  reir ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgment  for  the  proud, 
And  juftice  for  th'  oporeft.  - 

6  His  wond'rous  works  and  ways, 
He  made  by  'Mofes  known  : 

But  Tent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 

By  his.  beloved  Sen. 
Psal?4  CIIL     2d  Part.    Short  Metre* 
Abounding  compajpon^of  God  :  or,  mercy  in  tbemidfi 
of  judgment. 

1  "W  /fTY  foul,  repeat  his  praife, 
jLVJL     Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  j 

WnU'e  anker  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 
bo  ready  to  2 Date, 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  -, 

And  when  his  rlrokes  are  felt, 
Jlis  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes* 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 
•4  His  pow*f  fubdues  our  fins. 

And  his  forgiving  love 
Par  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft, 

Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 
^  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  who  fear  his  name! 


j£i4  PSALM    CIU,  CIV, 

Is  fach  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 

Scatter'd  w<th  e\Vy  breath  : 
His  an^er  :»ke  a  riling  wind 

Can  fcno  us  Lvift  to  death. 

7  Our  clays  are  as  the  graft, 

.Or  lite  the  morning  flow'r  ; 
If  one  ib'arpblaft  fweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  wttKers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  com  pa  {lions  Lord, 

To  endlefs  years  endure  ; 
And  children'sachiluren  ever  find 
Thy  ^ords  of  promife  fure. 
Fs  a  l  m  CIII.     y!  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Goo's  uni'verfal dominion  :  or,  angels  prai/e  (he  Lon 

1  rip  HE  Lord,  the  fu'v'rei^nKing, 

J[      Hath  fix.\l  his  throne  on  high  j 
O'er  ail  the  heav'niy  worlds  he  rulesj 
And  ail  beneath  the  fky. 

2  Ye  angels  great  in  might, 

And  fwift  to  do  his  will, 
Biefs  ve  the  Lord,  whofe  voice  you  hear,, 
Whofe,  pkafure  yc  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  holts  who  wait 

Tne  orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  the  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praife  they  fmg. 

4  While  all  his  wond'rous  works 

Through  his  vaft  kingdom  (hew 
Their  Maker's  glory,  thou  my  foul 
Shalt  fmg  his  graces  too. 
P*alm    CIV.    Long  Metre* 


PSALM    CIV.  2ij 

The  glory  of  God  in  creation  and  providence, 

MY  i-'ul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
When  cloth'd  in  his  cejeftial  rays, 
He  to  full  majefty  appears, 
And  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 
Ncte.     This  Pfalm  may  be  fungto  a  differ- 
ent metre,  by  adding   the   two  following 
lines  to  every  ftan£a,  viz. 
Great  is  the  Lord  ;   what  tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name  ?" 
The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtain  fpread, 
Th'  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed  : 
Clouds  are  his  chariot  when  he  flies 
On  winged  ftorms  acrofs  the  fkies. 
Angels  whom  his  own  ■  *}eath  infpires, 
His  miniiters  are  naming  fires; 
And  fwift  as  thought  their  armies  move, 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his.  love. 
The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  {hall  for  ever  ftand ; 
Ke  binds  th_e  ocean  in  his  chain, 
Left  it  mould  drown  the  world  again. 
When  earth  was"  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  -the  mountainsjiood, 
He  thunder'd  and  the  ccesn  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 
The  fwelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round  j 
:Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  veins, 
They  fpring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 
:He  bids  the  cryftal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheers  the  vallies  as  they  go  j 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirft  allay, 


*i6  PSALM    CIV. 

And  for  the  dream  wild  aflfcs  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  ihade  the  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  urink  ; 
Their  fangs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 

And  chide  our  fifence  in  his  praife. 

PAUSI^    I. 

9  God,  from  his  cjjudy  cifcern,  pours 

On  the  parchM  earth  enriching  fhow'rs ; 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thoufcnd  joyful  bleilings  yield. 

,10  He  makes  the  grafly  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies ; 

"  With  herbs  for  man  of  various  pow'r, 
To  ncurifh  nature  or  to  cure. 

*i  What  noble  fruit  ;he  vines  produce! 
The  olive  yields  a  Cieful  juice  ; 
Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  een'rous  wine, 
With  inward j-y  our  faces  fhine. 

12  Oblefshis  name,  ye  people,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  fupporter,  bread  : 
While  bread  your  vital  ftrength  imparts., 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts. 

PAUSE        II. 

*3  Behold  the  ftately  cedars  (land 
Rais'd  in  the  foreil  by  his  hand  ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  fhelter  fly, 
And  build  their  neft  fecure  on  high. 

14.  To  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell ; 
He  gives  them  wifdom  where  to  dwell. 

I 5  Ke  fits  the  fun  its  circling  race, 

Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face -, 


PSALM    CIV.  eif 

And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day. 
Calls  out  wild  beafts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  meat  from  God-; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arife, 
The  favage  beaft  to  covert  flies. 

1 7  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes ; 
The  night  was  made  for  bis  repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 
From  tirefome  toil,  and  .wafting  grief. 

1 8  How  ftrange  thy   works!   how  great  thy 
And  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fill  :  [(kill ! 
Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee  ; 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  lefsthy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fills,  in  millions,  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wond'rous  motions  fwift "or  flow, 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  paths  below, 

20  There  {hips  divide  the  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  monfters  play  * 
There  dwells  the  huge  leviathan, 
And  foams  arid  fports  in  fpite  of  man. 

PAUSE        III, 

21  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  L»rd, 
All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  ftand. 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 
.  22  While  each  receives  his  difPrent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  ; 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms. 
Rejoice  and  praife.in  difPrent  forms. 
23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  cieurn, 
And  dying,  to  their  dud  return; 
T 


i\%  PSALM    CV. 

Both  man  and  beaft  their  fouls  refign : 
Life,  breath,  and  fpirit  all  are  thine. 
24.  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  duft  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beads  and  men  > 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waftes  of  time  and  death. 

25  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 
Are  honour'd  with  his  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  waysi 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praife. 

26  The  earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  ffrokc, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke ; 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face, 

And  tell  their  wants  of  tbv'reign  grace. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wifhes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  fweet ; 
Thy  praifes  (hall  my  "breath  employ,   , 
'Till  it  expires  inendlefsjoy. 

28  While  haughty  tinners  die  accurft, 
Their  glory  bury'd  in  the  duft, 

I  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  King, 

Immortal  Hallelujahs  fing. 
Psalm     CV.     Common  Metre.        Abridged. 
God's  conduct  to  Ifrael,  and  the  plagues  of  Egypt. 

1  f~>{  iVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
\J    And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 

That  all  may  feck  his  face. 

2  His  cov'nanu  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  numerous  ages  paft, 

To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind, 

In  equal  force  fnail  lafr. 

3  He  (ware  to  Abratim  and  his  feed, 


PSALM    CV;  219 

And  made  the  bleffing  fure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promife  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  «<  Thy  feed  fhall  make  ail  nations  bleft>" 

(Said  the  al  mighty  voice) 
•*  And  Canaatfs  land  fhall  be  their  reft, 
u  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys/' 

5  [How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace  ^ 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land,. 
When  they  were  firangers  in  the  place, 
A  little  feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round9 

Securely  they  remov'd  ; 
And  haughty  kings  which  on  them  frewn'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  my  Anointed,  and  my  arm 

c*  Shall  foon  avenge  the  wrong ; 
"  The  man  who  does  my  prophet  harm, 
44  Shall  know  their  God  is  {hong.1' 

8  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
lfr'el  rmi ft  live  through  ev'ry  agey 
And  betV  Almighty's  care.  J 

PAUSE        I. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex:  the  faints. 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 

Mofes  was  fent  at  their  complaints, 

Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  He  call'd  for  darknefs ;  darknefs  came, 

Like  an  o'er  whelming  flood  ; 
He  turn'd  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  ftream 
To  lakes  and  ftreams  of  blood. 

1 1  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noiforne  flies 


220  PSALM    CV. 

Through  the  whole  country  fpread  ; 
And  frogs  in  croaking  armies  rife 
the  monarch's  bscL 

12  Through  fields, a  s  and  palaces, 

The'terifpld  .  flew  ; 

Locuits  in  Cwarrn  !d  their  trees, 

And  hail  their  aziiz  flew. 

13  Then,  by  an  an  jnight  (rroke 

The  Sflow'r  of  Egypt  dv'd; 
The  (trength  of  ev'ryhcufe  was  broke, 

Their  glory  and  their  pride. 
1 4.  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  ; 
Ifr'el  mujl  live  through  evry  age, 

And  be  th'  Almighty's  care, 

PAUSE       11. 

35  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  bro'r, 
And  left  the  hated  ground  : 
Each  fome  Egyptian  ipoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  hirnfelf  chofe  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journies  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirli  ;   and  waters  from  the  rock, 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And,  folding  ftill  the  courfe  they  todk, 
Ran  all  the  defart  through. 
28  O  wond'rous  dream  !    O  blefied  type 
Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Chrijl  our  rock  maintains  our  life 
Through  all  this  wildernefs* 
19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  almighty  hand, 


PSALM    CVI.  22t 

The  chofen  tribes  polled 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promised  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  reft. 
20  Then  let  the  vjorldforbear  its  rage9 
The  church  renounce  her  fear  ; 
Ifr'el  ?nu/i  Uve  through  evry  age, 
And  be  tfr  Almighty 's  care. 

Psalm     CVI.     Long  Metre. 
Praife  to  God :  or,  communion  'with  faints. 

1  ripO  God  the  great,  the  ever  blerr, 

J_      Let  longs  of  honour  be  addreft  5 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  {rands  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  wavs  I 
Who  (hall  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  praife  ! 
Bleftare  the  fouls  who  fear  thee  frill, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  ra^e,  thy  chcfen  feed  ;  , 
And  with  the  fame  iaiva'.ion  bleis 
The  meaneft  fuppiiant  of  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  1  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 
This  is  i.jy  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Jcin'd  to  thy  fai'nts,  and  near  to  thee. 
Psalm'  CVL     Short  Metre. 
l£vzt\  pwazjhed  and  pardoned  :    or,  God's  unchanged 
able  lo-ve. 
I   i^l  OD  of  eternal  love, 

\^Jf    Row  fickle  are  our  ways  I 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifr'el  prove 
Thy  conftancy  of  grace  !. 
2.  They  fayy  thy  wonders  wrought* 


gri  PSALM    CVII. 

And  then  thv  pra'ife  they  fung  ; 
Bat  loon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forget, 

And  murmur  d  with  theii  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 
Nov/  with  their  lufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  He  redue'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  fault*?, 

He  hearken'd  tfo  their  groans, 
Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts, 
Ana  cali'd  them  (till  his  Tons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book, 

He  fav'd  them  from  their  foes  : 
Oft  he  chadis'd,  b  jt  ne'er  foriook 
The  people  whv-m  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Ifr'el  blei's  the  Lord, 

Who  Jov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
And  Chriftians  join  the  folemn  word 

Amen,  to  ail  the  prajpfe. 
Psalm     CVII.     ift  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canasn,  and  Chrijlians  to  Heaven 
i/^  i  VE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  bbove  ; 
VJ  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love  I 
His  mercy  ages  psff  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  (hall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Jfr^ely  the  nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters,  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  thedcfari,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  folitary  ground  ! 


PSALM    CTH.  223, 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
N..r  city  tor  afix'd  abode  ; 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  alTuage    - 
Their  burning  thirft,  or  hunger's  rage,  j 

5  In  their  diftrefs  to  God  they  cry'd  -, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  ; 
He  led -their  march  tar  wand'ring  round  ; 
'Tvvas  the  right  path  to  Canaan7*  ground. 

6  Thus  when  cur  firft  releafe  we  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain/ 
We  have  this  deiart  world  to  pafs, 

A  dang'rous,  and  a  tirefome  place, 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footfteps  left  we  ftray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'riul  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  th?  heav'n'.y  land. 

8  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodnei's  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works  1  how  kind  his  ways  |j 
Ler  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 
Psalm     CVII.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre 
Correction  Jor  ftii,  and  releafe  by  prayer._ 

1  TpRjM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 

JP    God  and  his  grace  are  ftili  the  fame  j. 
He  fiiis  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good, 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againftthe  God  who  rules  the  ikies, 
If  they  rejedfc  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord  : 

3  He'll  bring  their  fpirfcsto  the  ground, 
And  no  del iv 'ranee  (hall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  wafte  their  breath 


224  PSALM    CVJL 

In  darknefs  and  the  (hades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  ihade 
Which  hung  lb  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  pris'ner  through; 
Takes  off  the  load  oi  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab 'ring  foul  relief. 

6  O  may  the  Tons  of  men  record 
The  vvond'rous  gpodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  fcjs  praife* 
Psalm     CVII.    '  3d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Intemperance  punijhed  and  pardoned  :    or,  a  pfalm 
for  the  glutton  and  the  drunkard. 

1  "T  TAIN  man,  on  fooliih  pleafures bent, 

y      Prepares  for  his  own  punifhment  : 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies 
From  luxury   and  mil:  arife  ! 

2  The  drunkard  fee's  his  vitals  wade  : 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  tafle  : 
'Till  all  his  active  powers  are  loft, 

Ana  fainting  life  grows  near  the  duft. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat  ; 
Nnture  with  heavy  loads  opprcft, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  Tinners  fiy 
To  Gnd,  for  help,  with  earned:  cry ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolong*  their  breath, 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  medicines  could  efFe£t  the  cure 


■  P  S  A  L  M    CVII.  225 

So  quick ,  fo  eafy,  or  (o  fare  : 
The  deadly  fenter.ee  God  repeals. 
He  fend:,  his  fov'reign  word  and  heals. 

£  O  may  the  fens  of  men  record 

The  wond'reus  gbodnefb"  of  the  Lord, 
And  let  their  thankful  ofPnngs  prove 
Hot?  they  adore  their.  Maker's  love. 
Psalm     CVII.     ^th  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  fxorms  and  Jhipnxsreck  :   or,  the 
jeaman's  Jong. 

il  T  7DULD  you  behold  the  works  ofGcd5 
VV    His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad. 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  fea*. 

2.  They  leave  their  native  foot es  behind, 
And  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind  j 
''Till  God  commands  and  tempers  rife. 
Which  heave  the  ocean  to  the  Ikies. 

3  Now  to  the  heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
ISow  link  to  cireadful  deeps  again  \ 
What  ftrange  affrights  young  (ailors  feel} 
And  like  a  Haggling  drunkard  reel ! 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hopes,  to  God  they  cry  ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  addrefs. 
And  fends  falvation  in  diftrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  afTuage, 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  j 
Tis  calm  ;  and  failors  (mile  to  fee 
The  haven  where  they  wifh'd  to  be. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

'  The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  ©fPrings  bring. 


226  PSALM    CVII. 

And  in  the  church  his  slory  fing. 
Psalm     CVII.     Common  Metre. 
The  mariner1  s  pfalm. 
I  r  ■  iHY  vv^rks  of  glcry,  mighty  Lord, 
Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  fons  of  courage  (hall  record* 
Who  trade  in  floating  fh'ps. 
1  At  thy  command  the  winds  arife, 
Andfweli  thetow'ring  waves  ; 
The  men  altonifh'd,  mount  the  fides, 
And  link  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  j 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reel?, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempefts  rear, 

They  pant  with  flunking  breath, 
And  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  more, 
Expect  immediate  death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries.. 

He  hears  the  loud  requdi, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  ikies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  l#fe  their  fears, 

And  fee  the  ftorm  allay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  : 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  who  brings  them  fate  to  land  <$ 

Let  ftupid  mortals  know 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  which  blow. 
$  O  that  the  fons  of  men  would  prajfe 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  1 


PSALM    CVIL  227 

And  thefe  who  fee  thy  wond  rous  ways, 

Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 
Psalm     CVIL    Loft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Colonies  planted  :  or,  nations  bleji  and  funijhed. 
A  Pfalm  for  Newengland. 

WHenGod,provok'd  with  daimg  crimes^ 
Scourges  the  madnefs  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 
His  word  can  raifethe  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  green* 
Send  fhow'ry  bleilings  from  the  fides, 
Andharvefts  in  the  defart  rife. 

J  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  hearts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they  ; 
He  bids  th'  oppreft  and  poor  repair, 
And  build  them  towns  and  cities  there. 
They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fiipplies  their  want : 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  ftocks, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  bleft  $   but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in, 
A  favage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  children  die  by  barb'rous  hands. 

b  Their  captive  fons  expos'd  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 
The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untili'd, 
And  defolation  fpreads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humble  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  be  turns  ; 
Again  he  makes  the  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 


zz%  PS  ATM    CDC. 

8  The  righteous,  with  ajojfulfenfe, 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  Atheifis  lhail  no  more 
Blafpheme  the  God  whom  faints  sdore. 

g  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
Thefe  wond'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wife  obfervers  ftill  mall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

Psalm     CIX.     Common  Metre. 
Love  to  enemus  from  the  example  of  Chrifi . 
X   g^^\  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife, 
VjF     Thy  glory  is  my 'fong  ; 
Though  finners  fpeak  againft  thy  grace, 
With  a  blafpheming  congue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man, 

Thy  fon  on  earth  was  found. 
With  cruel  flanders  falfe  and  vain, 
They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  mis'ries  his  companion  move, 

Their  peace  he  J'lili  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 

And  evil  for  his  good. 
4.  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crofe, 

And  bled  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  mail  thy  bright  example  mine 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  ? 
Give  me  a  foul  a-kin  to  thine, 
Telove  my  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  fhall  on  my  fide  engage, 

And  ia  my  Saviour's  name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 


PSALM    CX.  229 

Who  (lander  and  condemn. 
Psalm     CX.     ift  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  exalted,   and  multitudes  converted  :    or,  tht 
juccefi  of  the  go/pel, 

1  rWVcVJS  the  eternal  Father  fpake 

To  Chrijl  the  Son,  "  Afcend  and  fit 
*c  Ac  my  right  hand  'till  I  (hall  make 
"  Thy  \qz*  fuhmifiive  at  thy  feet. 

2  u  From  Zion  fnali  thy  word  proceed, 
li  Thy  word,  the  fceptrc  is  thy  hand, 

t£  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
11  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  «  That  day  fttsll  (hew  thypow'r  is  great, 

l<  When  faints  (hall  flock  with  willing  minds,, 
«e  And  finners  crowd  thy  temple-gate, 
<c  Where  holinefs  and  beauty  fhines." 

4  ObleiTedpowY  I   O  glorious  day, 
What  a  large  vicVryliyali  enfue  1 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  msrning  dew. 
Psalm     CX.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  kingdom  and prlejlhood  of  Chrift. 
j  rT^HUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea 
J[   Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore  : 
"  Eternal  (hall  thy  priefthood  be, 
«  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 
"  Aaro7i  and  all  his  fons  muft  die  : 
"  But  everiafttng  life  is  thine, 
"  To  lave  for  ever  thofe  who  fly 
"  For  refuge,  from  the  wrath  divine. 
14  By  me  Mekhifedek  was  made' 
"  On  earth  a  king  and  prieft.  at  once  » 
"  And  thou,  my  heav'nly  Pi  ieft,  Chair  plead  % 
<*  And  thou,  my  King,  wait  rule  my  fons." 


*5o  PSALM    CX. 

4  JeJus  tne  Prie^  afcends  his  tbrcn?, 
While  couniels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honaur  andfuccefs. 

5  Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  reign  fhall  fp read 
And  cruih  the  pow'rs  which  dare  rebel  ; 

'   Then  fhall  he  judge  the  riling  dead, 
And  fend  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood! 
The  fufTYmgs  of  tb-at  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

Psalm     CX.     Common  Metre. 
ChriitV  kingdom  and priefilood.     . 
I    ^MSUS.  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne, 
J     And  near  thy  Father  fit  : 
In  Zion  fhall  thy  pow'r  be  known, 
And  make  ihy  foes  fubmit. 
0.  What  wonders  (hall  thy  gofpel  do  ! 
Thy  converts  fhall  furpafj 
The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  fov'reign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  tivore  ; 
«c  Eternal  fh  ill  thy  prieflftood  be, 
ct  When  AaronV.  riom^rei 

4  "  Mekkifedeky  that  wene'rous  prielr, 

"  That  king  of  high  de^r^s, 
"  That  holy  man  whom  Abraham  blcfT, 
"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee. ,f 

5  Jffus  C>ur  Prieft  for  ever  lives 

To  ple^d  for  us  above  : 
Jtfus  our  King  for  ever  gives 


PSALM    CXI.  231 

The  bleaiugsof  his  love. 
6   God  mail  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain. 
Shall  ftrike  the  povv'rs  and  princes  dssd, 
.  Who  dare  oppofe  his  reign. 
Psalm     CXI.     \fi  Part.    Conxion  Metre. 
The  euiifdom  of  Go  a  in  his  ^farks. 
i  OONG3  of  ihimoxuX  oraife  belong 
J5     To  my  ahnighjy  God  : 
He  has  my  heaitj  and  ha  my  tongu?, 
ihraad  his  Viaooe  abroad,    r 
2  How  £reat  rnc  works  his  hand  has  wrought  I 
^How  glorious  in  o::r%ht! 
Good  mers  in  ey'ry  a^e  have/fought 


His  wond 


v,v- 


3  How  moft  exact  is  nature's  frame  \ 
How  wife  th*  eternal  mind  ! 
Kis  counsels  never  change  the  fchems 
Which  his  that  thoughts  cefigr.'d. 
I  When  he  redeern'd  his-chofcri  Tons, 
He  nx'd  his  cov'nant  fure  : 
_The  orders  which  his  Iipspronounce,. 

To  endlefs  years  endure. 
>  Nature  and  lime,  and  earth  and  ikies,. 
.  Thy  h eav'niy  (kill  proclaim  : 
What  fha!i  ?;e  dot©  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name? 
j  To  fea;1  thy  %pw'r,  to  truft-thy  grace, 
Is  our  divinen?  fkiil  : 
And  he's  thewlfe&of  our  race  - 

Who  beft  obeys  thy&v'iU. 
salm     CXL      2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  perfections  ef  Gsd. 


232  PSALM    CXII-. 

i  jT>i  Reat  is  the  Lord  :    his  works  of  migl 
\jT    Demand  our  nob-eft  fongs ; 
Let  hisjuTembieJ  faints  unite 
Their  harmony  6$  tongues. 
1  Groat  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lard, 
He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  snakes  his  profnife  goed. 
3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 
To  fg*l  his  cev'naru  fart  : 
Holy  and  revYend  is  his  name, 
-  His  ways  ire  jutt  and  pure. 
4.  They  who  would  grow  divinely  wife, 
Mjift  with  his  fear  begin  j 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  fin. 
Ps  a l  m     CXlI.     Particular  Metre. 
Whe  blejjings  of  the  liher&l  ?na~-i. 
i   riT^H  AT  man  is  bleft  who  Sands  in  awe 
J[_      Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 
His  feed,  on  earth  ftiali   be  renown  *d  : 
His  houfe,  the  feat  of  wealth,  (hall  be 
An  mexhau'fed  treafury» 

And  with  fucceflive  honours  crown'd. 
;  His  lib'ial  favours  he  extends, 
To  fame  be  give?,  to  others  tends : 

A  gen'rcLis  pity  fi.'is  his  mind  ; 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
H:  laves   by  prudence  in  affair, 

And  thus  he's  ju'fj  to  ail  mankind. 
♦  His  hands,  white  they  his  alms beliowM, 
His  glory's  future  harvefl:  fow'd  : 
Xhs  f.vcet  remembrance  of  ;)v  jufr, 


PSALM    CXtt.  S33 

Like  agreenroot^  revives  and  besrs 
A  train  of  blefilngs  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  fletps  in  du£L 
4  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
UnmovM  fhall  he  maintain  his  ground  : 

His  confcience  holds  his  courage  up  : 
Theioul  that's  filPd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brighter!;  in  affliction's  night : 

And  fees  in  darknsfs  beams  of  hope. 

PAUSE. 

^  [I'll  tidings  never  can  furprife 

The  heart,  which  fix'd  on  God  relies, 

Though  waves  and  tempefts  roar  around  ; 
'Safe  on  a  rock,  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreckof  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 
6  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft, 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpite> 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  night, 
And  all  their  names  in  darknefslcft.] 

Psalm     CXII.     Long  Metre. 
'The  hlefjings  of  the  pious  and  charitable, 
ifpHRlCE  bappy  man  who  fears  theLord, 
JL  Loves  his  commands,and  trultshis  word  3 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  bleffings  to  his  feed  defcend. 

2  ConipaiTion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  ftill  inclin'd : 
He  -tends  the  poor  fome  prefent  aid, 
Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When,  Jinies  grow  dark,  snd  tidings  fpresd, 

U2 


£54  PSALM    CXIL 

Which  fill  his  neighbour  round  with  dread 
Kis  heart  is  arm'd  again'!  the  fear, 
For  God  with  all  his  pow'r  is  there. 

4  His  foul,  well  hVd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  Courage  from  his  word  ; 
Amidft  trie  darknefs,  light  fhdl  riff, 
To  cheer  his  heart,  and  blefs  his  eyes. 

5  He  hath  difyers'd  hi?  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  frill  before  his  God  ; 
His  name  on  earth  fhall  long  remain, 
While  envious  finners  fret  la  vain. 

Psalm     CXIL     Common  Metre. 
Liberality  rewarded. 

1  T  TAPPY  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
JLi    And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hand*. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breaft, 

To  all  the  fons  of  need ": 
So  God  fhall  anfwerhis  requeft, 
With  Wettings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  frnllfurprife 

His  welLeftablifh'd  mind  ; 
His  foul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 

And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 
4.  In  times  of  general  diftrefs, 

Some  beams  of  light  fhall  fhine, 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 

And  give  him  peace  divine. 
5  His  works  of  piety  and  love, 

Remain  before  the  Lord  : 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 

Shall  b;  his  fure  reward. 


PSALM    CXIII.  23 1 

Psalm     CXJII.     Particular  Me tre. 
Z#£  maj-:fy  and  condefcenfian  cf  God. 
j   "^7"E  who  delight  to  reive  tne  Lord, 
j[      The  honours  of  his  name  record, 
His  fat  red  name  for  ever  blefs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifing  beams  or  fetting-rays, 

Let  lands  and  feas  his  pow'r  confefs. 
%  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  valt  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heav'ns  are  far-be  low  his  height ; 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright hofts  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  his  ear  to  mortal  things ; 
His  fov'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings, 

4  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleffirrg  of  an" heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys»: 
Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  fame. 
Psalm     CXIII.     Long  Metre. 
Gedjovereign  and  gracious. 
%   "\7*E  fervants  cf  tlr  almighty  King, 
j[      In  ev'ry  age -his  praifes  fing  j 
Where'er  the  fun  mall  rife  or  let, 
The  nations  fliall  his  praife  repeat. 
a  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  1%, 


£36  PSALM    CXIV. 

Stands  his  high  throne  of  majefty  ; 
Nor  time,  nor  place  his  pow'r  reftrain, 
Nor  bound  his  umverfal  reign. 
g  Which  of  the  fons  of  AJamdare, 
Or  angeW  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ! 

4  Behold  his  love  :  he  ftoops  to  vievr 
What  faints  above  and  angels  do  j 
And  condescends  yet  more,  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  duft  and  cottages  obfcure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  paor  ; 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  fons, 
And  fits  them  for  hisheav'nly  thrones. 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  paft, 
The  promis'd  feed  is  born  at  laft. 

p  Wich  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  fenfe  defpairs  ; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promife  bears.] 
Psalm     CXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Miracles  attending  Ifrael^  journey, 

WHen  7/rW,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  the  preud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne, 
2  Acrofs  tha  deep  their  journey  lay  : 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  : 
Jerdan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head.  m 


PSALM     CXV.  237 

3  The  mountains  {hook  like  frighted  fheep, 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillock-  leap  ; 

Not  Six  at  on  her  bafe  cou]d  itasd, 
Confcious  of  fuv'reig!!  pow'f  at  hand. 

4  What  pow'f  could  make  the  deep  divide  ! 
Make  "Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ! 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  fright  which  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  ctfVy  mountain,  ev'ry-  flood 
Retire  and  kno$?  in'  apprc  achiqg  God, 
The  King  of  Ifr'd ;  fee  him  here  : 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  ruck  to  landing  po&h  he  terns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  3res  and  feas  confcfs  the  Lord, 

Psalm     CXV.     Long  Metre. 
The  true  God  our  refuge  :  cr,  idolatry  reproved. 

1  llkTOT  to  cuiirJves,  who  are  but  dull, 
j_  ^     Not  to  ouneives  is  glory  due  ; 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juir, 

Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

2  Shine  fprta  in  all  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Why  (hou'd  a  Hzaihins  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us,  and  ro  mile  btfr  ftume. 

Say,  Whe-re  $  the  GadyoiCvejervdfo  lung  f 

3  Ti'e'Qod  we  fcrve,  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  ikies, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  be  hears  our  cries.' 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore, 

Are  fenfeleG;  fhapes  of  (rone  and  wood  5 
At  belr,  a  mafs  of  glitt'ring  ore, 


238  PSALM    CXV. 

A  (liver  faint  or  go!denigo<J« 

5  fW  ith  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  the  bead, 
Deaf  ?•'.  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  : 
|ii*  ina;e  coftly  ofPrihgs  made, 

And  vo^s  are  fcati&r'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  fave  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  who  pay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.j 

7  O.Ifi'tl,  make  the  LqrcPthy  ho     , 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  reft, 
The  Lorijhilj  build  thy  ruins  up, 
AndbTef?  the  people  a.Vd  the  prieft. 

$  The  dead  no  mors  can  fpeak  thy  praife. 
They  dwell  in  filenee  in  the  grave  ; 
But  weihall  live  to  fing  thy  grace, 
AvJ  telLthe  world  thv  rx>w*r  to  fave. 
Psalm     CXV.     Particular  Metra. 
Popljh  idolatry  reproved. 

l^TOT  toour  riar^es thoaoblyjuft^d  true, 

\j%  Mot  to  our  ivqfthWfs  names  is  gloryc'ue: 

rL  ny  pow'r  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  jufHee 

Immortal  honors  to  thvfov'reign  name    [claim 

Shine  through  the  earth,  from  heav'n  thy  bleft 

ibodei,  [God  ?" 

Nor  let  the  Heathen  fay,  <{  And  Where's  your 

2  Heav'n  is  thine   higher  court  :    there  (tands 

thy  throne, 

And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  ; 

Our  God  frarn'd  ail  this  earth,  thefe  he.w'ns 

he  fprcad,  [made  ; 

D  :*•  fools   adore  the   gotts  their    hands  have 

The  kneeling  crowd0with  looks  devour,  beheld 


PSALM    CXVT.  z^ 

Their  filver  faviours,  2nd  their  faints  of  gold. 
I  [Vain are  thofe  artful  fhapes  cf  eyes  arid  ears3 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  \ 
Their  hands  are  helplefs,  nor  their  feet  can 
-  move,  [nor  love  ! 

They  have  nofpeech,  nor  thought,  nor  pow'r, 
Yet  foelifhmortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  movelefs  faints. 
\  The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn'd  with  geld  ; 
The  poor  content  with  gods  of  coarfer  mold, 
V/tth  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfeiefs  ftock, 
Lopt  from  a  i?szy  or  broken  from  a  "rock  : 
People  and  prieits  drive  on  the  folemn  trade, 
And  truft  the  gods  which  jaws  ana  ham  mars 

made.] 
5  Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'tis  hard  to  fay 
rWhich  are  more  ftupid,or  theTr  gods,  or  they  : 
[O  Ifr'el^  truS  the  Lord  :  he  hears  and  kss, 
He  knows  thy  forrews,  and  reftcres  thy  peace: 
His  worfiyip  does  a  th^afand  comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  help,  and  be  thine  hsavViy  mleld. 
,  In  God  we  truft  5    our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppofe  his  reign  ; 
m&  theyprevaii'd,darknefs  had  etqs'd  our  days, 
And  death  and  filence'had  forbid  his  prsiie': 
put  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :  let  fbogs  arife, 
^.nd  Zion  f>lefi  the  G  d  wh*  built  the  Odes. 

jalm     CXVI.     ift  Part,     Common  Metre. 
Recovery  front  jicknejs. 
,OVE  the  Loid  :  he  heard  my  cries. 
And  pity'd  ev'ry  groati  : 

Long  as  I  live  v^hen  troubles  rife, 
I'll  haUsa  to  his  threns. 


240  PSALM    CXVI. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bov/d  his  ear, 

Arid  chas'd  rny  griefs  -away  ; 
O  let  my  heart  do  more  defpair, 
While  I  ha</e  breath  ro  pray. 

3  My  ffefh  dedfn'd,  my  (pirits  fell, 

Ac  J  <uew  near  the  dead, 
While  inypard  r>angJ,a«d  fears  of  hell, 

P<  rpiex'd  my  Wafc< 
4.  ,c  My  Gdd,  I  ery'cl;  ant  faye, 

f   i  hou  eyer  good  and  juit  ; 
"  Thy  powVcan  refctfe  from  the  grave, 

"  Thy  pow'r  is  all  my  truft.*' 

5  The  Lord  beheld  rne  fore  diftreft, 

He  bid  my  pains  remove  ; 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God  thy  reft, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  love. 

6  My  G:;d  hath  kv'd  my  foul  from  death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  : 
Now  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 
Psalm     CXVI.     2 d  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Vows  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  'church  :    or,  pub- 
lic thanks  for  private  deliverance. 

1  TTTHATfnall  I  render  to  my  God, 

y  V       For  all  his  kindnef?  (hown  ! 
My  feet  (hall  vifit  thine  abode, 
My  fangs  addrefs  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  faints  who  fill  thy  houfe, 

My  ofPrings  fhali  be  paid  \ 
There  fhall  my  zeal  perform  the  vews 
Mj'  foul  in  anguilb  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  evcr-bleffcd  God  ! 


PSALM    CXVII.  H* 

How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  %htt 
How  precious  rs  their  blood  ! 
4.  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  haft  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  mall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  locs'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  fecund  me  .with  thy  love. 

6  Here,  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  j 
Witnefs,  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 

If  i  foiiake  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXVII.      Common  Metre. 
Pfaife  to  God  from  all  nations. 
1  f\  ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
\J    Each  with  a  diff'rent  toague  ; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung. 
S  His  mercy  reigns  through  ev'ry  land  5 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  (hall  {land  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  Gcd^ 
Psalm'    CXVII.     Long  Metre. 
I  TTVROMall  who  dwell  below  the  ikies, 
Jj    Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 
?2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
Thy  praife  thai!  found  from  Ihore  to  fhore* 
'Till  funs  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more, 
W 


*4*  PSALM    CXVII,  CXVIII. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Short  Metre. 
*  f'j'^HY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

j[_       Shall  found  through  diftant  lands ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fare  thy  word, 

Thy  truth  for  ever  ftands. 
2  Far  be  thine  honour  fpread, 

And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
'Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  ihade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 
Psalm     CXVIII.    lJIPart.   Common  Metre^ 

Deliverance  from  a  tumult* i 
I  r  I  ^HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  fons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  Heav'n  affords  its  aid. 
•2  'Tii  fafer,  Lord,  to  truft  in  thee, 
And  hare  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  truft  in  men  of  high  degree. 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  befet  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  fwarm  ; 
But  1  fhall  all  their  rage  confound, 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 

4  'Tis  through  the  Lord,  my  heart  is  ftrong, 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice; 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  1 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round ; 

When  God  appears,  they  fly  : 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  found 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  faints,  and  peace  belongs; 

The  Lord  protects  their  ways : 


PSALM    CXVIII.  245 

Let  Ifr'el  tune  immortal  fongs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     2d  Part.    Common  Metre,. 

Public  praife  for  deliverance  from  death. 
I  T    ORD,  thou  baft  heard  thy  fervant  cry3 
\  j  And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  j 
Now  /hall  he  live  :  (and  none  can  die. 
If  Gad  refolve  to  fave.) 
1  Thy  praife,  more  ccnftant  than  before* 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand  which  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore3, 
Defends  him  ftill  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  (hall  worfhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go> 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  thl  affernblies  of  thy  faints, 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     3d Part.  Common  Metre* 
Ckriji  the  foundation  of  his  church. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  fure  foundation-Stone, 
JO  Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  up*i!, 
And  his  eternal  praife. 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to  tinners  dear, 

And  faints  adore  his  name  ; 
They  truft  their  whole  falvation  here, 
Nor  fhall  they  fufferfhame. 

3  The  foolifh  builders,  fcribe  and  prieft, 

Reject  it  with  difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  church  fhall  reft. 


244  PSALM     CXVIII. 

And  envy  rage  in  vain.  , 
4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  with  flood  ? 
Yet  mtift  this  building  rife  ; 
'Tic  :hy  o'vn  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eye?. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     4M  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Hefanna  ;  the  Lord's  dyy  :  or,  CbrijVs  rejurrettion* 
and  our  fal  nation. 

1  rjpHIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  m^de, 

J_     He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 

Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praife  furround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan  s  empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  faintsjbrs  triumphs  fpread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hcfannaio  th' anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord  :  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  meftage:.  o{ '"grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  fave  our  hnful  race. 

5  Hofanna  in  the  hi'gheir  itrains 

The  church  on  earth  can  n.ife  j 
The  higheftheav'ps,  in  which  he  rei   -:c, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     Short  Metre. 
An  Hojanna  for  the  Lord's   day  :  or,  a  xcw  fcng  of 
faluaiion  by  Ghrijl. 
I   O^k  what  a  hvir,^  Stone 


The  builders  did  refufe  ; 


PSALM    CXVIIL  245 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envious  ^Jews* 

2  The  fcribe  and  angry  prieft 

Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  mall  Ziort  reft, 
As  the  chief  Comer-Stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  j 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 

Which  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  fing,  and  pray  # 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hofanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 
Blefs  him,  ye  faints  :  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  blefs  thy  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  5 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
O dT  facrifke  of  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIIL     Long  Metre. 
An  Hofanna  for  the  Lord's    day  :    or,  a  new  fong 
of  foliation    by  Chriftr. 

1  "T    O  !   tebatfa  glorious  Corner-Stone 
1  >  The  Jewijh  builders  did  refufe  : 

Hut  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  lpite  of  envy  and  the  Jews, 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes'  ; 
This  is  the  day  which  proves  it  thine3 
Ths  day  which  faw  our  Saviour  rife- 

Wa. 


246  PSALM    CXIX. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad  ; 
Hofanna,  let  his  name  bebleft  : 

A  thoufand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light,  and  glory  reft. 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 

Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  their  King 

With  hearts  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 
Psalm     CXIX.      \ft  Part.     Common  Metre. 

[I  have  collected  and  difpofed  the  moji  ujeful  <ver 
fes  of  this  Pfalm  under  eighteen  different  hezds,  ant 
formed  a  divine  fong  upon  each  of  them  :  but  th 
*verjes  are  much  tranfpofed,  to  attain  fome  degree  o, 
connexion.  In  fome  places,  among  the  words,  law 
commands,  judgments,  teftimonies,  I  have  uje<. 
gofpel,  word,  grace,  truth,  promifes,  &c.  a. 
more  agreeable  to  the  New  Teftanient,  and  the  com- 
mon language  of  Chrtjlians ;  and  it  equally  anfwer. 
thedefignof  the  Pfalmiji,  which  was  to  recomment 
the  holyfcriptures.] 

The  blejfednefs  of  faints,  and  mifery  offinners. 
Ver.  i,  2,  3. 

1  "IDLEST  are  the  undehTd  in  heart, 

IJ  Whofe  ways  are  right  and  clean  : 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  fin. 

2  Bleft  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  wopd, 

And  pra&ife  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord 
And  ferve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver*.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  5 

How  firm  their  fouls  abide  1 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 


PSALM    CXIX.  24f 

Their  fteady  feetafice, 
Yer.  6. 

4  Then  (hall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  fhame. 
When  all  thy  ftatutes  I  obey, 

And  honor  all  thy  name. 
,  Ver.- 21,  1 1 8. 

5  But  haughty  Tinners,  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  fhall  die  accurft  ; 
The  fons  of  falfehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 
Ver.  119,155. 

6  Vile  as  the  drofs-the  wicked  are  : 

And  thofe  who  leave  thy  ways, 
Shall  fee  falvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafre  thy  grace. 
Psalm     CXIX.    2d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Secret  devotion,   and  fpiritual-mindednefs  :  or,  cos* 
Jiant  converfe  with  God. 
Ver.  147,  55. 
I  rTyO  ihee,  before  the  dawning  Hoht3 
Jt   <  My  gracious  God,  I  pray, 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 
Ver.  81. 
a  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  tby  grace, 
Thy  promife  bears  me  up  ; 
And  while  falvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope. 

Ver.  164.  . 

3  Sev'n  times  a-day  I  lift  my  hands, 
And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee  ; 
jThy  righteous  providence  demands 


**g  PSALM    CXIX. 

Repeated  praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 
4  When  midnight  darknefs  veils  the  fkiesv 
I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  acceptance  find. 
Psalm  CXIX.     $d Part.    Common  Metres 
Profeffions  ofjincerity,  repentance  and  obedience* 
Ver.  57,  6q. 

1  rTTIHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  3 

J[       Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  fuifers  no  delay, 
Ver.  30, 14. 

2  I  chufe  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  fo  rejoice, 

3  The  teftimonies  of  thy  grace, 

1  fet  before  my  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands 
And  truft  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,114. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  iot  ever  thine, 

O  lave  thy  fervant,  Lord  \ 
Thou  art  my  fliield,  my  hiding-place/. 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver,  11.Z. 


PSALM    CXIX.  249 

6  Thou  haft  inclinM  this  heart  of  mine, 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil  : 
And  thus  'till  mortal  life  fhall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will". 
Psalm  CXIX.     ^th  Part.    Common  Metre. 
InjlruSion  from  fcripUire, 
Ver.  9. 
ilTTQW  (hall  the  young  fecure  their  hearts* 
And  guard  their  lives  from  fin  ?  ■ 
Thy  word  the  choicefr.  rule  imparts, 
To  keep  the  confcience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  fsuh  inftrudYicn  find, 
And  raiie  their  thoughts  t©  God. 
Ver.  105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  fun,  an  heav'nly  light, 

W  hich  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  daggers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver.  993 100, 
^  The  men  who  keep  thy  law  with  care, 
And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  (13. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 

I  hate  the  finners'  road  y 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  which  riie. 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,90,  91. 

6  [The  ftarry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 


i5o  PSALM    CXIX. 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  thefe,  thy  fervants  night  and  day, 
Thy  fkill  and  pow'r  exprefs. 
*]  But  ftill  thy  law  and  gofpel,  Lord, 
Have  leiTons  more  divine  : 
Not  earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Norftars  To  nobly  fhine.] 

Ver.  ]6o,  14.0,  9,  116. 
8  Thy  word  is  evertafting  truth ; 
How  pure  isev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  mall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  cur  age. 
Psalm     CXIX.  '^th  Part.     Common  Metre.' 
Delight  infcripture:  crjhe  nuord  cfGodd<wellingin  us% 

V>f,  97. 

1  f>^  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law, 
\J     'Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 

Divine  advice  by  night. 
Ver.  148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  foul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  f 

How  well  employ  my  tongue ! 
And  in  my  tirefome  pilgrimage, 
Yields  meanheav'nly  fong. 

i!      x     n    Vcr*72>  i27- 

4  Am  I  a  (tranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feaft ; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comfe, 


PSALM    CXIX.  sji 

So  much  allures  the  tafte. 
Ver.  72.  127. 

5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind ; 

Nor  (hall  thy  word  be  fold 
For  loads  of  filver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choiceft  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  links,  and  fpirits  droop, 

Thy  promifes  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praife. 

3?salm  CXIX.     6th  Part.    C6mmon  Metre. 
Holinefs  and  comfort  from  the  word, 
Ver.  128. 
t  T    ORD,  I  efteem  thy  judgments  right, 
I  j    And  all  thy  ftatntes  j  utt  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conitant  fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  lufh 
Ver.  97,  9. 
&  Thy  precepts  often  1  furvey  :  \ 

I  keep  thy  law  in  fight, 
Through  all  the  bufinefs  of  the  day, 
To  fornrrny  aclions  right. 
Ver.  62. 
My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 
"  How  fweet  thy  comforts  be  !" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee  :      * 
Ver.  162. 
And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill, 

At  fome  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  who  fhare  the  fpoi!3 
Havejoys  compared  to  mine. 


*52  PSALM    CXIX. 

Psalm     CXIX.     7th  Part.      Common  Metre. 

JmperfecJion  of  nature,  and  perfection  of fcripture, 

Vcr,  90,  parapnrafed. 

1  "f"    ET  ail  the  Heathen  writers  join 

\^j    To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God  !  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
Ho*  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  moft  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  (hew  one  fin  forgiv'n, 

Nor  lead  a  ftep  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

3  I've  Teen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  ihort  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  further  go  ! 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  command?,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  ev'ry  thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boafS:  perfection  here. 

While  fin  defiles  cur  frame, 
And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 
Ps^lm     CXIX.  Stb  Part.      Common  Metre 
*£ke  'word  of  God   is  the,   faints  portion  :  cr,   th 
excellency  and  variety  of  the  fcriptures. 
Ver.  in,  paraphrased. 
I  1      ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 
I  j    My  lading  heritage  5 


PSALM    CXIX.  H! 

There  ihall  my  nobleft  pow'rs  rejoice, 

My  warmed  thoughts  engage. 
I'll  read  the  hift'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  law  in  fight, 
While  through  the  prQmifes  I  rove, 
•      With  ever-frefh  delight. 
'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown,  ' 
>  Where  fprings  of  life  arife  : 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  fown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 
The  beft  relief  which  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  forrows  bled  ; 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  reft. 
Psalm     CXIX      9th  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Difire  of *  knowledge  :  or,  the  teaching   of  the  Spirit 
with  the   word.         - 
Ver.  64,68,  18. 
1  qpHY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
■        How  good  thy  works  appear  f 
Upen  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 

And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
,,   L  Ver-  7^125. 

My  heart  was  fafcion'd  by  thy  band, 

My  fervice  is  thy  due,  ■ 

O  make  thy  fervant  under&md 
The  duties  hemuft  do. 
-  Ver.  19. 

I  Since  I'm  a  Granger  here  below, 
_  Letnottby  path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  mould  k, 
And  be  my  conftani  guide 
Ver.  26- 
X 


254.  PSALM    CXIX. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wand'ring  ways, 

Thou  heardft  ray  foul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  fhall  ftray  again. 
Ver.  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  ftatutes  [hew, 

And  heav'niy  truth  impart, 
His  work  for  ever  I'll  purfue, 
His  lav/  mall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  7 1 . 

6  This  was  my  comfort  wh^n  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief  ; 
It  miide  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 
Ver.  51. 

7  [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 

Til  ne'er  forge'  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  bleffed  gofpel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  tj,  171. 
S  When  I  have  learnt  my  Father's  will, 
I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  : 
My  thankful  lipsinfpir'd  with  zeal, 
Shalt  loud  pronounce  his^oraife.] 
Psalm     CXIX.     19th  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Pleading  the promijes. 
Ver.  38,  49- 
iEHOLD  thy  waiting  fervarrt,  Lord, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
.emembcr  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58, 107. 
Haft  thou  not  fentTalvatioa  down, 


PSALM    CXIX.  255 

And  proaii&'d  quick'ning  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  itetome  1 
And  ye*  thy  love  delays. 
Ver.  1233  42. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  falvation  fail, 

O  bear  thy  fervant  up  ; 
Nor  letihe  fcoffing  lips  prevail 
Which  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ycr.  49,  74. 

4  D\dH  thou  not  rail-  my  fatgg,  O  Lord  ?   , 

Tncn  fet  thy  truth  appear : 

And  tno1  as  v/rii  asf&ar. 
Psalm     CXIX.     zit&P&ri.     Common  Metre. 
Breathing  after  holinefs. 
Ver,  5,  33. 
J   /"\  THAT  the  Lord   ifcould  -oi.'e  my 
\J    To  .keep  his  (Ututes  itii;  !  /    [ft^y-i 
O  that  my  God  would'grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 
Ver.  29. 

2  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to -fit* 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 
Nor  let  rny  tongue  indulge  ceccitj. 
Nor  a Ct  the  liars!  part. 

Ver»  36'  37- 

3  From  vanity  tarn  off  my  ~zy£Sy 

Let  no  corrupt  defign, 
Nor  covetous  defireS  arise 
W i t h i n  th is  fo u  1  o f  m i n e . 
Ver.  133.    '. 

4  Order  rny  footfteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  iincere  % 


256  PSALM    CXIX. 

Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  eonfcience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 

5  My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  affray, 

My  feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Reftore  thy  wand'ring  ftieep. 
Ver.  35. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  agaiaft  my  God. 
Psalm     CXIX.     12th  Part.     Common  Metr*. 
Breathing  after  comfort  and  deliverance. 
Ver.  153. 

1  T\  /TY  God,  confider  my  diftrefs, 
J^r  J_  Let  mercy  plead  my  caufe  ; 
Though  1  have  iinn'd  againft  thy  grace, 

I  can't  forget  thy  law?. 
Ver.   39,  116. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  reproach, 

Which  Ifo  jufxly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  fname  appear. 
Ver.  122,  135. 

3  Be  thou  a  furety,  L>rd,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs, 
Bat  make  thy  waiting  frr/ant  fee 
The  minings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  82. 

4  My  eye5  with  expectation  fail, 

Mv  jjeart  within  me  cries, 
When  iv ill  the  Lord  bis  truth  fu!fi!> 


PSALM    CXIX.  257 

And  make  my  comforts  rife  I 
Ver.  132. 
Look  down  upon  my  forrows,Lord, 

And  (hew  thy  grace  the  fame, 
Ai  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 

To  thole  who  love  thy  name, 
JALM     CXIX.     xyh  Part,    Common  Metres 
Holy  fear  and  tendernefs  of '  eonfcience. 
Ver.  10. 

WITH  ray  whole    heart  Pre  fought 
O  let  me  never  ft  ray        [thy  face, 
From  thy  comrn.ands/O  God  of  grace* 
Nor  tread  the  tinners'  way. 
Ver.  11. 
Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart. 

To  keep  my  confcieii'ce  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  guard 
From  ev'ry  riflng  iin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  i5S. 
I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  j 

My  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 

When  men  rmnfgrefs  thy  word. 

Ver.  16 1 ,  163. 

While  finners  da  thy  gofpel  wrong} 

My  fpirit  ftands  in  a%.e  j 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
V~r,  161,  120 
My  heart  with  (ac:ed  revYence  hears 

The  threat'nuigs  of  thy  word  ; 
Myflefh/with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  pi  the  Lord, 
X  2 


253  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.  166,  174. 
6  My  God>  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 
For  thy  falvauon  jftill  ; 
While  thy  whole  lav/  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 
Ps  a l m     CXIX.'    1 4^  rW.     Common  Metre. 
Benefit  of  afflictions,  and  fv.ppo'rt  under  them. 
Ver.  153,  8r,  82. 

1  /CONSIDER  all  my  forrows,  Lord, 
%^_j    And  thy  deliv'rance  fend  : 
My  ioul  for  thy  falvation  faints  ; 

When  will   my  troubles  end  ? 
Ver.  7r. 

2  -Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me. 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  diftrefs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  fins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  foul,  oppreft  with  forrew's  weight, 
Had  funk  among  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  feem  fevere  -, 
The  ifnrpsft  fuff'iings  I  endure, 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 


PSALM    CXIX.  259 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaining  rod, 
My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way, 
Psa^m     CXIX.     i$thPart.    Common  Metre. 
Holy  resolutions. 

':y&.  93. 

THA  i  thy  ftatu  tes  ev'ry  hour 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r, 
And  daily  peace  I  find, 
Ver.  15,  16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts.  Lord,  . 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  j 
My  foul  {hall  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 
_Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
Ver.  32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
From  fin  and  Satan  %  hateful  chains, 
And  fet  ray  feet  at  large. 
Ver.  13^46. 
4.  My  lips  with  courage  (hall  declare 
Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  fpeafc  thy   word,   though   kings  ihculd 
Nor  yield  to  (infill  fhame.  [hear5 

Ver.  6i,  69,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  Ijf  my  right, 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 
Ver.  115. 

6  Depart  From  me,  ye  wicked  race, 


26o  PSALM    CXIX. 

Whofe  hand*  and  hearts  are  ii!  ; 
I  love  my  God,  i  love  his  ways, 
And  muft  obey  his  will. 
Psalm     CXIX.     i6sh  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Prayer  J 'or  quickening  grace. 
Vcr,  25,  37.  i 

1  ~&  ^TY  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  : 
XT  JL   Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ; 
Frorn  vain  defires  and  evVy  luft 

Turn  ofFthefe  eyes  of  mine.. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Left  I  fhould  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  ah3 ray. 
Vcr.    107. 

3  When  fore  afflictions  prefs  me  dow«, 

I  need  thy  quickening  oow'rs  5 
Thy  word  which  I  have  retted  on, 
Shall  help  my  heavieft  hours. 
.  Ver.  156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fnv'reign  ftilJ, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  r 
Wiit  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  road  ? 
Ver.  159,40. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  hdWftow  my  fpixits  move 
Without  enl 

Ver.  93. 

6  Then  (hall  I  Jove  thy  gefpel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Wljen  I  have  felt  its  quick'fling  pow'i 


PSALM    CXIX.  2^! 

To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXIX.     17 tb  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Courage  and  perfeverance  under   perfecuticn  :    or, 
grace  Jhining  in  difficulties  and  trials. 
Ver.  143,  28. 
1 T  T|  7"HEN  pain  and  anguifh  feize  me,Lord, 
VV     All  rny  fupport  is  from  thy  word  5 
My  foul  diiTolves  for  heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrength'ning  grace. 
Ver.  51,69,  no. 

2  The  proud  have  frata'd  their  feoffs  and  lies9 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin  ; 

Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  : 
But  1  will  trufl;  and  fear  thy  name, 
'Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  fhame. 

Psalm     CXIX.    La/ Part.    Long  Metre. 
Sanclified  afflictions  :  or,  delight  in   the   word  of 
GOD. 
Ver.  67,  59. 

FATHER,  I  blefsthy  gentle  hand, 
How  kind  was  thy  chaftiling  rod, 
Which  fore'd  my  conference  to  a  Hand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  foul  to  God  ! 
Fooiifh  and  vain  I  wentafiray,  \ 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourgeF,  Lord  ; 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lutt  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.  j  1. 
J  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 


262  PSALM    CXX. 

For  pride  is  apt  to  rrfe  and  fweil  ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  itrcke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  Itatutes  well. 

Vef.  72. 

4  The  law  which  iffues  from  thy  month, 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  paflions  more 
Than  all  the  treasurer  of  the  Ssutb, 
Or  Wejhrn  hills  of  golden  pre. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  forrnM  my  foul  within  : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wond*rous  name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin. 

Ver.  74. 

6  Then  all  who  love  And  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  faly*tion  fliall  rejoice  ; 

Fot  I'have  hoped  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thv  gtzcsmy  only  choice.    - 
Fsalm     CXX.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  qaarrtljcme  neighbours  :  cr,  a  devon 
ivifb  for  it  ace. 

1  rpHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleiV 

J^        Pity  my  fuit'ring  irate  : 

When  wilt  thou fet nay  foul  at  reft 

From  lips  which  love  deceit  ? 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine  !  my  dgys  are  caft 

Among  the  fons  ot  ftrife, 
Whofe  never-ceafing  brstwlings  wafts 
My  gofdeii  hours  of  life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  p;?ce, 

How  weuld  I  q*c;:/ji  to  dwell 
In  fome  wide  lofleiooie  wiidtmefs, 


And  leave  thsfe'gatcs  of  acH. 


PSALM    CXXI.  263 

j.  Peace  iithe  bleffing  that  I  feek, 
How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace ;  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 
g  NewpaffionsiHH  their  fouls  engage, 
And  ks£p  their  malice  ftjrong  ; 
What  mall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rsge, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 
§  Should  burning  arrows  fmite  thee  through, 
Strict  juttice  would  approve  ; 
But  1  had  rather  fpare  my  toe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 
Psalm     CXXI.     Long  Metre. 
Dhvine  protection. 
P  to  the  hills  1  lift  mine  eves, 


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Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives  ; 

There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 
a  He  lives  ;  the  everhdmg  God, 

Who  built  the  worlds  who  Spread  the  flood  ; 

The  heav'ns  svith  all  their  hofh  he  made  ; 

And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 
3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  3 

His  morning  frniles  blefs  all  the  day  j 

Hefpreads  the  ev'nlngvei*,  and  keeps 

The  iilent  hours  while  J^rWileeps. 

7/rV/,  a  name  divinely  bieft, 

May  rife  fecure,  fecurcly  reft  ; 

Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 

Admit  no  (lumber  nor  furprife. 

No  fun. {ball  fmite  thy  head  by  day, 

Nor  the  pale  moon  with  fickly  ray 

Shall  blaft  thy  couch  j  no  baleful  ftar 


«64  PSALM    CXXL 

Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  earth  aud  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  ihalt  go,  and  (till  return 

Safe  in  the  Lord  !  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  evVy  fnare. 

7  On  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  pow'r  ; 
And  in  vhy  laft  departing  hour, 

A. tgels,  who  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 
Psalm     CXXL     Common  Metre. 
i  refcr-vation  by  day  and  night . 

1  F  I  SO  rujav*n  1  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

J^       There  all  my  hopes  are  laid; 
The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  Ikies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  fhall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  : 
His  ear  attends  the  foftelt  call  j 
3*     His  eyes  can  nerer  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  weaken*  pow'rs, 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  hours 
Againftfurprifing  harm. 

4  IfrUl rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 

Thy  Keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  pow'r 
For  thine  eternal  guard.- 

5  Nor  fcorching  fun,  nor  fickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  fmite  ; 
He  (hields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
Fr-om  blafting  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  foul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 

Where  thickeft  dangers  come  \ 


PSALM    CXXL  265 

Go,  and  return,  fecure  from  death, 
'Till  Gcd  commands  thee  home. 
Psalm     CXXL     Particular  Metre. 
God  our  Prejer-ver. 
I  TT  TPWARD  I  liftmjflfc  eyes : 
\j      From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
Tiie  God  who  built  the  ikies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  j 
God  is  the  tow'r 
To  which  1  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  hour. 

2  My  feet  fhall  never  Aide, 
And  fail  in  fatal  fnares, 

Since  God,  my  guard,  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofc  wakeful  eyes 

Which  never  deep, 

Shall  Ijr'el  keep, 

When  dangers  rife. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  Wafts  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  arr  my  fun, 

And  thou  my  fhade, 

To  guard  my  head 

By  night  or  noon. 
4.  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  fjpy  wordj 
To  fave  my  foul  from  deatft  ? 
And  I  can  truft  my  Lord, 
To  keep  my  monal  breath  5 

I'll  go  and  ccrne, 
Y 


266  PSALM    CXXIL 

Nor  fear  to  die,' 
'Till  from  on  high. 
Thou  call  me  home. 
Psalm     CXXIL     Common  Metre. 
Going  to  church. 

1  TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
J["X     My  friends  devoutly  fay, 

"  in  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
"  And  keep  thefolemn  day  !" 

2  Hove  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace,  buiit  for  God, 
To  fhew  his  milder  face. 

3  Upt©  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
Aad  fits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praifes  and  complaints  ; 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faints.. 
We  tremble  and  rejoice.  I 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 

And  joy  aconftant  gueft  $ 
With  holy  gifts,  and  heav'nly  grace,  _ 
Be  her  attendants  b'eft. 

6  My  foul  (hall  pray  for  Z/swftill, 

Wiiile  life  or  breath  remains, 
There  my  belt  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  mv  Savirur  reigns. 
Psalm     CXXIL     Particular  Metre. 
Going  to  church. 
•OWpleas'd  and  bled  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 


PSALM    CXXIII.  267 

«  Come,  let  us  feek  our  God  to-day  j" 

Ye?,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  hafts  to  Z^/z's  hill, 
And  there  cur  vows  and  honours  pay. 
1  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 

Adorn'd  with  wcnd'rous  grace, 
And  waiis  of  flrength  embrace  thee  round; 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 

To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  facred  gofpel's  joyful  fouad. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne, 

He  fits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  r 

He  bids  the  faints  be  glad, 

And  makes  the  firmer  fad, 
And  humble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear* 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
Aod  joy  within  thee  waif, 

To  b'efs  the  foul  of  evYy  gueft ! 

The  man  who  feeks  thy  peacey 

And  wifhes  thine  in^reafe, 
A  thoufar.d  biefiings  on  him  reft. 

5  My  nngue  repeats  her  vow, 

u  Peice  to  this  facred  boufe  I" 
tor  here  pf  frier.-ds  and  kindred  dwell ; 
And  'a nee  my  glorious  God 
Mafos  thee  his  bleft  abode, 
My  foul  frail  ever  love  thee  well. 
Repeat  he  ^th  ftanza,  ifneceffarf. 
Psalm    CXXIII.     Common  Metre.' 
Plzaangjuinth  fubmijjion. 

1  /^\T'^U  whole  gface  and  juftice  reign. 
\Jf   Emhren'd  above  the  fkies, 


268  PSALM    CXXIV. 

To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To'  thee  we  lift  cur  eyes. 

2  As  feryanis  watch  their  matters'  hand, 

Ar-.d  fear  the  angry  ftroke  ; 
Qr  maids  before  their  miftrefs  ftand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 

3  So  for  our  ii.is,  we  juftly  feel  . 

Thy  cifcipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  graeiouvmement  ftill, 
'Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Thofe  who  in  wealth  and  pleafure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  inercy  give     i ' 
,     Frelh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  infuit  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  cornpaflion  lies  ; 
This  thought  (hail  bear  our  fpirits  up, 
Th:<t  Qc6  wilt  not  defpife. 
Ps  a  l  m     CXXiV.     Long  Metre. 
A  fong  for  deliverance. 
i  TTAD  not  the  Lord',  may  IjYel  fay, 
X  jL  QaA  not  the  Lord  maintajn'd  our  fide, 
When  rrien,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rofe  iik-_  the  fuelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2  T  e  f   elling  tide  had  ffopt  cm  breath, 
So  fiercciy  dr!  the  waters  rol, 
We  had  been  fwallcw'd  dees,  in  death  ; 
Proud  waters  had  o'crwhelm'c  our  fouL 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  (bout,  aid  fing, 
VVfio  juit  efca  ;>ke  ; . 
So'  M:';s  the  bird  with' cheerful  win^, 
Wh^n  pnee  the  fooler's  fnan  is  b{ 

4  For  ever  bkfted  be  the  Luc', 


PS  A  L  M    CXXV.  269 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  turfed  fnare, 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  fword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  fouls  his  care. 
5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  formed  the  earth  and  built  the  fkies  ; 
He  who  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes.. 
Psalm     CXXV.     Common  Metre. 
The  faint's  trial  and fafsty,  ' 
I   T  TNSHAKEN  as  the  (acred  hill, 

\j       And  firm  as  mountains  be ; 
'  Firm  as  a  rock  the  foul  fhall  red. 
Which  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 
2 -Not  wall?,  nor  hills,  could  guard  ih  well 
Old  Safems  happy  ground, 
As. thole  eternal  arms  of  love 
Which  evVy  faint  furrcund. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  -Snarting  fcourge, 

To  drivs  them  near  to  God, 
Divine .companion  does  allay 
The  fary  of  the  rod, 

4  D^al  gently,  Lord,  with  fouls  iincerey 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradife, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  Bat  if  we.  tr;;ce  thbfe  kicked  ways 

Which  the  old  ferpe,hf  drew, 
The  wrath  wfeiich  drove  them  firft  to  hell 
Shall  fmite  hjc  farTvvefs  '00. 
Psalm     CXXV.     Short  Metre. 
The  faints  trial  and  fafety :  or,  moderated  afflictions, 
I   Tpi'S-M  rind  p&mov'd  art  tney 
X?     Who  truft  their  fouls  on  God  5 
Y2 


i70  P  S  A  L  M    CXXVI. 

Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Oi  where  the  ark  abode.' 

2  As  mountains  (tood  to  guard 

The  city'o  facred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  faints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  achaftifmg  itroke, 
Yet  ]e(l  it  wound  their  fouls  too  dee-p, 
Its  fury  (hail  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Wh  >fe  faith  and  pious  fear, 

Whofe  hope  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace 

Proclaim  their  hearts  fincere. 

5  Nor  (hall  the  tyrants  rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faint ; 
The  God  of  Iff  el  will  fupport 
His  children,  left  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  fUvifh  fear 

Will  chufe  the  road  to  hell, 
We  mull  expec~t  our  portion  ti:cre, 
Where  bolder  fi oners  dwell. 
Psalm     CXXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Surprifing  deliverance. 
3  ^.  7£  T^LiEN  God  reftor'd  our  raptive  ftate 
V  V   Joy  was  our  fong.and  grace  our  theme 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appearM  a  painted  dream. 
'2  The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
While  we  with  pleasure  fhout  thy  praife, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 
3  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 


r 


PSALM    CXXVI.  z7l 

'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanifhfo  ; 
With  God  we  left  our-.flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like1  rivsrs  flow. 
^  The  man  who  in  his  "furrow'd  field, 
His  fcattei'd  feed  with  fadnefs  leaves, 
Will  ftiout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 
A  welcome  load  of 'joyful  (heaves. 
Psalm     CXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
The  joy  of  a  remarkable  converfion  :  or,   melancholy 

removed* 
I"\H  7'HENGod  i  eveai'd  his  gracious  name* 
\\       And  chang'd  my  mournful  ftate> 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  (o  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confefs  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  ftrains, 
And  Tung  furprifing  grace. 

3  tc  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbours  cry'^t 

Ai-id  own'd  thy  pow'r  divine  * 
«  Great  is  the  work,  my  heart  reply'd,       I 
u  And  be  the  glory  thine." 
t  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darker!  fkies,. 
C-an  give  us  day  for  night  : 
Make  crops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
To  rivers  if  delight. 

5  Let  thofe  who  fovv  in  fadnefs,  wait 

'Till  the  fair  barveS  cbme  ; 
They  (hail  confefs  their  iheavesare  great. 
And  fhout  the  bleffings  home. 

6  Though  feed  tie  bury'd  longin  dun:, 

It  ihan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lofr, 


27  2  PSALM    CXXVII. 

For  grace  injures  the  crop. 
Psalm     CXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
The  hleffing  of  God  en  the  buf;  fiefs  and  comfa  ts  oflifi 

1  Y.b   God  fucceed  not,  ail  the  coft 

X   And  pains  to  build  the  hcuie  are  loft  5 

It  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guards  as  well-may  fieep. 

2  What  if  you  rife  'before  the  fun, 
Aud  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  ihun  that  poverty  you  dread  ? 

3  'Tisail -in  vain,  'nh  God  hath  bleft  : 
He  can  majce  rich, yet  give  us  reft  : 
Children  and  friends  are  hie/lings  too, 
If  God  ten:  Sov'reign  uiake  them  fo. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  vfctom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faitftfai  friends: 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  piove, 
When  they  are  feafpa'd  with  h  %  love  I 

Psalm     CXXVII.      Common  Metre. 
GOD    all  in  all. 

1  TF  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny, 
J[     The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns,  -.vitho.n  his  wakeful  ey^ 

An  ufeiek  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning  b>e$ms  artfe, 

Y  i'j:  panful   work,  renew. 
And  'till  til's  (tars  tffcend  ihe  fkies, 
Yojrtirefomt  t;.il  puifue  : 

3  Short  be  )K>ur  flet-p,  and  cp»pfe  your  fare  j 

In  v^in,  'till  God  Ins  niefl  ; 

But  U  h:s  fmiles  .:   care, 

You  iiull  have  food  and  reft. 


PSALM    CXXVIII,  CXXIX.  273 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 
Shall  real  bleiiings  prove, 
Nor- ail  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 

If  fent  without  his  love. 
Psalm     CXXVIII,     Common  Metre. 
Family  blf/jtagL 

1  jf\  HAFP'Y  m-n,  xheie  foul  is  fiif'd  " 
\J    With  zeal  and  rev'rend  awe  ! 
His  lips  to  Gca  their  honours  yield, 

.His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  ihall  Hand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head  : 
Shall  on  the.kbosrs-qfthy  hand 
Its  kindly  bailings  fh-sd, 

3  Thy  wife  {hail  be  s  fruitful  vine  ; 

;  Thy  children  round  ihy  board, 
Eacn  like  a  plant  of  honour  fhine, 
And  -learn  to  lesrtbs  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  fnsii  thy  belt  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  f<&1%  %o  come  : 
The  Lord,  %vho  dwells  on Z*?«'s  hill,. 
Shall  fend  the  bleiiings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man,  whofe  happy  eyes 

Shall  fee  his  houfc  mereafe, 
Shall  iee  the  (inking  church  arife* 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 
Psalm     CXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
Perjecutors  piiTiifked. 

1  TP  from  "my  youth,  may  Ifrel  fay, 
\^J     Have  I, been  nurs'd  in  tears  ; 

My  griefs  were  condant  as  the  day, 
A  n  d  ted ;  o  u s  as  the  y e a rs . 

2  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage 


274  PSALM    CXXX. 

Of  all  the  Tons  of  ft  rife ; 
Oft  they  ailai'i'd  my  riper  age, 
But  not  deltroy'd  my  life. 

3  Thrir  cruel  plough  had  tern  my  flefh 

With  furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afrefh, 
Nor  let  my  forrows  deep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And,  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolence  furpris'd, 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz,'d" 
With  horror  to  the  foul. 

6  Thus  Cull  the  men  who  hate  the  faints, 

B?  blafted  from  the.  Iky  ; 
Their  glory  fade?,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourifh  tall  and  fair, 

They  nave  no  root  bensath  j 
Their  growth  SraiJ  perii'h  in  defpair, 
Andliedipi-'d  rn  death.] 

8  [So  corn  which  bit  the  hpule-tpp  (lands, 

No  hope  of  harveft  gives  ; 
The  reaner  ne'er  fti&H  fill  hjs  hands, 
N<">r  binder  fold  the  tlieaves. 

9  It  fprings  and  withers  on  the  place  ; 

No  traveller  bellows 
A  word  of  bleffing  on  the  grafs, 
Nor  mindi>  it  as  he  goes.J 
Psalm     CXXX.     Common  Metre. 
Pm -dotting  grace, 


PSALM    CXXX.  zjs 

1  /""\UT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs, 
\^Jp      The  borders  of  defpair, 

I  lent  my  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God,  mould  thy  feverer  eye. 

And  thine  impartial  hand 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 

No  mortal  flcfli  could  (land. 
$  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  thera  with  his  bloody 

To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 
4.  [I  wait  for  thy  falvation^  Lord, 

With  ftrong  defires  I  wait  \ 
My  foui,  invited  by  thy  word, 

Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 
[Juft  as  the  guards  who  keep  the  night, 

Long  for  the  morning  fkies, 
Watch  the  firli  beams  of  breaking  light, 

And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  : 
S  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  rhey, 
Meets  the  firft  openings  of  thy  face, 

And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 
J  Then  in  the  Lord  let  .Ifrehi uft, 

Let  Ifr'el  feek  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 

And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 
!  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 

For  finners  long  enflav'd, 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 

And  ^rWfhallbcfavU 

Psalm     CXXX.     Long  Metre. 


276  PSALM    CXXXI. 

Tardontng  grace. 

1  IT^ROM  deepdiftrefs  arid  troubled  tho'ts, 

f*    To  thee,  my  God,  1  rais'd  my  cries  : 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  faults, 
Norkih  canltand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  haft  built  thy  throne  nf  grace 
Free  todifpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That  Tinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

g  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long-  and  [king  day, 

So  v;aks  my  y  gate  :  ' 

When  frill  rfty  G  >c!  hrs  face  o:;'piay  -? 
4  fity'tri  -d, 

Nor  Stall  1  tc  in  vain  % 

Letmc-jrni  ;  ;  e  Lord, 

And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 
^  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
TLro'  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 
He  turns  our  feet  from  finmi  ways, 
And  pardons  what  cur  h::r;ds  have  done. 
Psalm     CXXXI.     Common  Metre. 
Humility  and  fubmiffion. 
t   TS  there  ambition  in  my  hc?rt  r 
JL    Search,  gracious  God,  and  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  a£t  an  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 
&  I  charge  my  thoughts  be  humble  ftill, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 
3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 


PSALM    CXXXIL  277 

Let  faints  in  forrow  lie  rcfign'J, 
And  truft  a  faithful  Lord, 
Psalm     CXXXIL     Long  Metre. 
At  the  feitlement  of  a  church  :  ort  the  ordination   of 


a  minuter, 


1  TXjTfflERE  iha!i  we  go  to  feck  find  find 
*  W      An  habitation  for  our  Goiy 

A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  mind, 
Among  the  fans  of  Ee!h  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  bill 
Of  Ziorh  for  his  ancient  reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  full  : 

His  church  is  with  his  prefenoe  bled. 

3  "  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

"  And  reign  tor  ever  (faith  the  Lord  ;) 
cc  Here  fhall  my  pow'r  aad  love  be  known, 
"  And  ble'flings  flia.ll  at  tend- my  word. 

4  "  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

"  And  fill  their  fouls  whh  living  bread  : 
"  Sinners  who  wait  before  my  door, 
"  Withiweet  provisions  (hall  be  fed. 

5  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 
a  My  priefls,  my  minifters,  foal!  thins  : 

tc  Not  Aarsn'm  his  coitly  drefs, 
<c  Made  an  appearance  (q  dirir.z, 

6  "  The  faints,  unable  foconrafo 


ui 


n4  nere  Ufo-ati  t£i  ja, 
"And  Z*?a  triumDb  in  her  Kiri^o 
7  «  [<^/*f  fhall  He  a  r.urr.'rnus  !e;Td 
u  Born  here  t!  uphold  his  glorious  nan 
"  His  crown  ihall  flourish"  on  hh  hear 
"While  all  his  foes  are  dofh'd  -with  &p£ 
Z 


27&  PSALM    CXXXII. 

Psalm     CXXXII.      Common  Metre. 
A  church   ejiablijhed. 

1  ["^TO  deep  nor  {lumber  to  his  eyes, 

J^j     Good  David  would  afford, 
91  ill  he  had  found  below  the  Ikies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his.  name, 

Hk  ark  was  fettled  there  : 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 

To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  go, 

N  ",r  wander  far  abroad: 
Where'er  thy  faints  affernble  now, 
There  is  a  houfe  lorGod.] 

PAUSE. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  he  own'd  and  bled. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train,     * 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  : 
All  which  the  ark  did  once  contain, 
Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  : 
Blefs  the  provisions  of  thy  houfe, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign,    - 

Let  God's  Anointed  fhine ; 
Jultice  and  truth  his  courts  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 
S  Here  let  him  hold  a  iafting  throne, 
And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 


PSALM    CXXXIII.  279 

Trefh  honours  ihall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  (hame  confound  his  foe?. 
Psalm     CXXXIII.     Common  Metre. 

Brotherly  love. 

1  T"     O,  what  an  entertaining  view 
JL/     Are  brethren   who  agree  ! 
Brethren,  whcffe  cheer'ul  hearts  purfue 

Tne  pat  11  to  unity  ! 

2  When  ftrearns  of  'rove  iromChri/}  the  Turing, 

Deleend  toevVy  &ul>* 
And  heav'nly  percc,  with  balmy  wine, 
Sirades  and  bedews  (lie  whole  : 

3  5Ti>  I:k,-the...-;is  divinely  fwtet, 

On  Aaron  3  rev 'rend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews, 

Which  fail  on  Z;Ws  hill. 
Where  God  his  miideft  glory  (hews; 
And  makes  hi?  grace  difli!. 
Psalm     CXXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
Communion  ofjaints  :    or,  lo^ve  and  friendjhip  in  & 
family. 

1  IfjLES  F  are  the  fons  of  peace, 

13    Whqie  heart?  and!  hopes  are  one, 
Whole  kind  demnis  to  ferve  and  pleale. 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Bleft  is  the  pious  hcufc 

Where  zeal  and  triendfhip  meet ; 

Their  longs  of  pratfe,  their  mingled  vows, 

Make  rheir  com m u nion  1 weet, 

•2  Thus*  whfei*  Ufa  Aaron 's  head 
o  * 

They  pgur'd  iherich  ptiiiime. 


• 

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I  - 

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Ps, 

L 

M 

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2 So  PSALM    CXXXIJI,  CXXXIV. 

The  oil  through  all  his  rain;-::tfp:ead, 

:  fiPi'd  the  room. 
4  '-  sav'niy  hills, 

are  b/eil  r.bove, 

diftillSj 
air   is  i'-ve. 
'III.      Particular  Metre. 
c  blej]i<rigs  of  frie7idj;oip. 

d  dr.d  friends  a^tee  5 
j  r  proper  ftarion  move, 
Act)  eac'hfulnl  their  part 
With  iy-iipj'hiz'nr;  heart, 
In  aij  the  cares  of  lire  arid  love  ! 

2  '  Fi*  lis.;  the  ointment  iheel 
On  A-roTii  fecred  head, 

D. .■  jn.-'.y  rich,  dmiiely  fwect ! 

The  oil  through  all  the  reeni 
DiffusM  a  choice  perfume, 

Ran  through  his  robes,  ind  Weft  his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  {hmv'rs  of  rain, 
Which  water  all  the  plain, 

Ul  (tending  From  the  neighboring  hills  ; 
Such  breams  of  pleafure  roll 
Through  ev'ry  fricndiyfcul, 

ke  heav*nty  dewdiftills. 
. :  \v :  r£ j  1  /?  ft.  :>:  %a^  if  necejfary .  J 
Common  Metre. 
-  bily  dsvclicri. 

'jjf        Attend  his  holy  ;• 

of  his  povv'r, 

.    s     ...cc. 


PSALM    CXXXV.  iOf 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  fend  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night,. 
Above  the  ftarry  fky, 

3  The  God  of  Zton  cheers  our  hearts, 

With  rays  of  quickening  grace  ; 
The  God  who  fpread  the  heav'ns  abroad, 
And  rules  the  fwelling  feas. 
Psalm     CXXXV,     ift  Part.     Long  Metre, 

The  church  is  God's  bowfe  a?id  care. 
i  TQ&AlSE.yethe  Lord  :  exsk  his  nam*, 
JL      While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wail  ^ 
Ye  faints  who  to  his  houfe  belong, 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praifeyethe  Lord  \  the  Lord  is  good  : 
To  praife  his  Kame  is  fweet  erncioy  y 
IJr'elhe  chofe  of  old,  and  Ml 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy.   . 

3  The  Lord  himielf  -will  judge  his  faints  : 
He  treats  his  fcr^ants  as  his  friends  j 

And  when  he  hears  their  fore  complaints,- 
Repents  the  furrows  which  h^  (ends. 

4  Through-  ::y'*ry  age  the  Lord  declares 
His  name,  and  breaks  :h?  oppreifor's  rc4  : 
He  gives  in  fufPrfng  fervsnts  reft, 

A  .  r  m  be  k,nown— th'  Aln,:ghty  Go^, 

5  B! -:&  ye  the  Lo;  d,  who  ta&e  his  live, 
i  P.    ii'jd    .     iefts  exalt  his  nam*-  , 


Long  Me^se. 


2fz  PSALM    CXXXV. 

i   /^iREAT  is  the  Lord,  exaked  high 
VJT  Above  all  pow'rs  and  ev'ry  throne  ; 
YVnate'er  he  pieafe  in  earth  or  fe% 
Orheav'n  or  hell,  his  hand  bath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 

Tiie  lightnings  flaCh,  the  thunders  roar  ; 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  bring?  the  wind, 
And  tempLMt,  from  his  airy  (tore. 

3  'Twas  he  thofe  dre  diul  tokens  fent, 
O  Egypt,  through  thy  ftubborn  land  ; 
When  ail  thy  hVM>orn,  beafts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  h<.nd. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  fbw,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Ifr'el,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh*-  {lave! 

5  Hispow'r  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 
Who  faves  us  from  the  hoif  of  hell  ; 
And  heav'n  he  eives  us  t#  poiTefs, 
Whence  thr.fe  apoftafe  angels  f  11. 

Psalm     CXXXV.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  due  to  God,  not  to  idoU . 

1  A    VV  nlCE,  ye  taiiiU,  to  praife  your  King, 
X"\.   Y  jur  fweeteft  paffions  raife, 
Your*  pious  plcafure,  wnileyou  fing, 

Incfeafing  with  the  praife. 

2  Great  i>  rhe  Lord  ;   and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  ; 
But  ftill  his  faints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treafure  and  his  joy. 

3  Hfcay'n,  earth  and  {v*}  confefs  his  hand  : 

He  bids  the  vapours  rife   : 
Lighting  and  ftorm,  at  his  command 


P  S  A  t  M    CXXXTf.  s«3 

Sweep  through  the  founding  fliies. 

4  All  pow'r  which  gods  or  kings  have  claim'dj 

I;  found  in  him  alone  \ 
But  Heathen  gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Wricre  our  yebovatfs  known. 

5  Which  of  the  (lucks  or  fbnesthey  truft, 
*  Can  give  then:  fhow'rs  of  rain  : 

In  vain  they  worfhup  glitt'ring  duft, 
And  pray  to  gods  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  which  cannot  talk, 

Such, as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  hei  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk, 
Nor  hands  have  pow'r  to  fave. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  wh©  wait  fm  their  relief, 
Are  blind'and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  Ye  faints,  adore  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and. fear  ; 

He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claim*  y"ur  honrvins  tfe^re. 
Psalm    €XXXVL       Common  M°tre. 
God's  wonders  of  creation,  providence,    redemption 

of  lira  el,  and  falvaticn  of  his  people. 
[J    /^jive  Lf.a;:k-tu  God.  the  f>>y  reign  Lordj 
\JJT     "  Hic-  mercies  Itill  endure  ;'' 
An  .  be  the  King  qf  kings  ador'd  : 

4i  Hi:  truth  is  ever  fure." 
What  wonders- hath  his  wifdo-mdone  ! 

'•  Ho^v  mighty  i    his  Hand  !" 
Heav'n,  earth  -and  fea,  he  fraro'd  slone  : 
u  How  wide  is  hts  command  L?! 
J  The  fun  fupplie:-.  the  day  with  light  % 


Z$4  PSALM    CXXXVL 

"  How  bright  his  counfels  Jhine  !" 
The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night  : 
cc  His  works  are  all  divine." 

4  [He  ftruck  the  fons  of  Egypt  dead  ; 

"  How  mighty  is  his  rod  !" 
And  theDce  with  joy  his  people  led  :  - 
"  How  gracious  is  our  God  !" 

5  He  cleft  the  fwelling  fea  in  two  ; 

"  His  arm  is  great  in  might  :** 
And  gave  the  tribes  a  paflag^  through  : 
"  Hispow'rand  grace  unite. s> 

6  But  Pharaoh's  aimy  there  he  drawn 'd  j 

cc  Haw  glorious  are  his  ways  !" 
And  brought  his  faints  thro'  defart  ground  £ 
"  Eternal  be  his  praife." 
y  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  ; 
"  Victorious  is  his  fword  :' 
While  Ifrel  took  the  promi&'d  land  ; 
u  And  faithful  is  his  word/'] 

8  He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  fin  ; 

u  He  felt  his  pity  move  :  ' 
How  fad  the  (late  the  world  war  if  ! 
<*  How  boundkfs  was  his  love  I" 

9  He  Tent  tofave  us  from  our  woe  ; 

"  His  j'-odnets  new'er  fails  :*' 
From  death  and  hell,  and  eVry  foe  : 

u  And  frill  his  qrace  prevails." 
•io  Gw:  rusks  toG«'d,  the  heav'rily  King, J 

"  Hib  -iierc:<^  ItiM  endure:" 
Let  f^c.  flphole  t  irt.h  His  praifss  Grig  j 

-'■  His  truth  is  evei  fare." 

Psalm     CXaXVI.    Parti  cularMetr* 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  285 

1  /^IVEthsnksto'G-d^cdhisb, 
\JJ  -The  univdrfal  Lcrd  : 
T;he,  fpy/rfign  King  of  kings  j 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

"  Mis  pow'r  find  grscc 
"Are  frill  the  feme  : 
"And  let  his  name 
"  Have  endjefs  praiie." 

2  How  mighty  is liis hand  ! 
What  wonJ-rs  h^th  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  Teas, 
And  foread  the  heav'ns  alone. 

u  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  (till  endure  5 
"  And  ever  fure 
<c  Abides  thy  word/' 

3  His  wifdom  fram'd  the  fun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  ; 
The  moon  and  twinkUnv!  fbrs2 
10  cheer  the  darkfome  night. 

u  His  p&w'g  and  grace 
"  Are  tti'il  the  fame  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
"  Have  endlefs  praife. 

4  He  fmote  the  nrft-born  fons5 
The  fiow'r  of  Egypt,  dead, 
And  thence  his  choi'en  tribes, 
With  joyaiid  glory  led. 

'*  Thy  r&ercy,  Lorda 
<;  Shall  ftiil  endure  -x 
t£  And  ever  fure- 
«  Abides  thy  word/* 

5  His  pow-'r  and  lifted  roc}  • .;: 


-286  PSALM     CXXXVI. 

Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  two  : 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wonJ'rous  pillage  through. 
"  Plis  pow'r  and  grace 
"  Are  itiil  the  fame  : 
"  And  let  his  name 
«  Have^ndlefspraife." 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there, 
With  ail  his  hoil  be  crown'u, 
Arid  Brought  his  7/rV/fafe 
Through  a  long  defart  ground. 

"  Thy  tntrcy,  Lord, 
««  Shall  Uil!  endure  j 
,c  And  ever  fure 
«  Abides  thy  word." 

PAUSE. 

7  The  kinas  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  ownlervaats  took 
Poiilfnon  of  the  land. 

,c  His  pow'r  and  grace 
"  Are  (till  the  fame  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
u  Have  aidlefs  praife." 

8  He  (:w  the  net  ions  lie 
All  pen  filing  in  fin, 

J  t-ekd  ft  ate 
The  ruiri'd  wnrld  was  in. 
"  Trw  mei :  v\  L-rd, 
"-  S    i\   ft  II  ■  ndi      ; 
Ci  A   d  eve-i  %fure 
"   \K'def  thy  wotdf* 
g  He  fent  his  onl'y  Son 


PSALM     CXXXVI.  287 

To  fave  us  from  cur  woe, 
From  Satan,  (in.  and  death, 
And  evVy  hurtful  foe. 

"  His  pow'r  and  grace 
u  Are  ftill  the  faa.e  j 
<c  And  \ti  his  name 
"  Have  er.atef:  prahe." 
10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
-  To  God  the  heav'nly  King  : 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  fing. 
Ci  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
«  Shall  ftill  endure  5 
"  Ard  ever  (0 re 
C(  Abides  thy  word." 
Psalm     CXXXVI.    Long  Metre.     Abridged. 
1  ^>IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife, 
\JT  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 
Cl  Wonders  of  grace  to  G,A  belong, 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  ff&tgv* 
Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords ren.-  wn, 
The  King  of  kings  with  >:.icry  crown  5 
<c  His  mercies  ever  {hail  endure. 
"When  lords  and  kind.* 
He  built  thefeis,  he  fpre^d  the  fey, 
Andfix'd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high  :. 
"  Wonders  of  gr-.ee  to  God  belong;, 


"  Repeat  his  mercie 


s  in  your  long 


-..--  *» 


He  fill-  the  fun  with  morning  lights 
He  bids  the  moon  dlrtS.  the nigkf.  :  ? 
"  His  mercies  ever  fnall  endure, 
."When  urns  and  moonsiha!)  fhineno  more.5 
The  Jmhe  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 


sSS  PSALM    CXXXVIII. 

And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  ; 
«  Wonders  of  grace  to  Go  i  belong, 
il  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong." 

6  He  faw.  the  Gentiles  dead  in  im, 
And  felt  his  pity  work  within  : 
"  His  mercies  ever  (hall  ensure, 

"  When  death  and  fin  (hail  reign  no  more." 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  fave 
From  guilt,  andearkjnefs,  snd  the  grave: 
%l  Wonder*  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

u  Reues-t  his  mercies  in  your  fong." 

8  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  fcet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heAv  nly  feat  : 

*'  His  mercies  ever  111  all  endure, 
"  When  thi>  vrn  world  (hall  be  no  more.'* 
Psalm     CXXXVIII.    Long  Metre. 
Rcjloring  and  preferring  grace. 

1  *¥  j$[  7"ith  ah  my  pow'rs  or"  heart  and  tongue 
VV      I'll  praiie  my  Maker  in  my  feng  \ 
Angels  Oiall  hear  the  notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  fong,  and  join  thepraife. 

£  [Angels,  whe  make  the  church  their  car©, 
Shall  wimefs  my  devotion  there, 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  ikies.  J 

3  J'JI  ling  thy  truth  aad  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  iing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below, 
So  much  thy  pb.w'r  and  glory  (how. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe, 
He  heard  me  and  fubduM  my  foes  ; 
He  did  my  rifmg  fears  controiil, 
And  ftr$ngth  diffas'd  through  ail  my  foul. 


PS^LM    CXXXIX.  289 

5  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  (kte, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  (corns  the  great ; 
Bat  from  his  throne  dsfcendsio  fee 

The  fbas  of  humble  poverty. 

6  Amid  a  ihoufand  inares  I  fraud, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
'i  hy  words  my' fainting  foul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive*. 

7  Grace  ?/i\\  complete  -vhat  grace  begins, 
Tofavefrorti  fbrrov^t-,  or  fr.om  nns  : 
The  wbrie  which  wifdom  undertakes, 
Eternal -mercy  ne'er  fodakes. 

Psalm     CXXXIX.     ift  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  all-feeing  God. 


JLj 


ORD,  thou  tva-t  fearch'd  and  feen  me 


through  : 

.  1  nine  eye  commands  ^  ith  piercing  view 
My  fifing  and  my  refting  hours, 
My  heart  and  iieih  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  aremyovvn, 
Are  to  my  God •diftinci'y  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 
Ere  frikn  my  op-ning  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  ftand  ; 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  £md  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  unrounded  ftilj  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  2nd  great  ! 
What  large  extent  ]   what  lofty  height! 
My  i>v-y  with  all  the  powrrs  I  buau\ 

I?  m  tbeboundlefs  pr^e&'fofE 

5  "  O  may  thefeth-'  ngbt'  potlzts  my  breatr, 
P  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  relt  3 

A  a 


29o  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

a  Nor  let  my  meaner  paflions  dare 
<;  Conient  to  fin,  for  God  is  there." 

PAUSE    I. 

•6  Could  I  fo  felfe,  fo  faithlcfs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  fervicc  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  prefence  fhun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  he v/n  I  take  my  flight, 

}Ti?  there  thou  dwell'il  entbron'd  in  light  ; 
Or  dive  to  hell, there  vengeance  reigns. 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  his  chains., 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 
I  fly  beyond  the  Weftern  fea', 
Thy  fwifter  haiid  would  tirll  arrive, 
And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Orfnouki  I  try  to  ihun'thy  fight, 
Beneath  the  Fpreadfng  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 

^  Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 
io  u  O  may  thefe  thoughts  po/Tefs  my  breaft, 
"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft  ! 
tc  Nor  let  my  meaner  paflions  dare 
'«  Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there." 

PAUSE        II. 

11  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 

No  fcreen  frem  thy  all- fearching  eyes: 
Thy  h*nd  can  feize  thy  foes  as  foon 
Through  midnight  (hades  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  G^d.  they're  both  alike  to  thee  ; 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy, 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  <*  O  may  thefe  thoughts  poflefs  my  brearf, 


PSALM    CXXXIX".  20-1 

"Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rfjjB  ! 
M  Nor  let  my  me-ner  fyajpcms-il&fe 
u  Confent  to  fii^  for  God  is  there." 
P*alm     CXXXIX.     zd.P^rt.    Long  Metre. 
The  wonderful  jcrir.eiion  of  man, 

1  ff~JT\ W:.i  from  thy  ?terid,  my  Cfod^  I  came, 

J^      A  work  of  inch  a  c».iri6u»  frkiie  ;. 
In  me  thy  fear  ml  ponder*  Same,     . 
And  each  proclaims  thy  'k.il  diving. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  furv'ey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  fcftfufxan  lay  : 
Thou  favv'ft  the  dairy  i  roifVth  thc*y  cook,. 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book, 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  fov'reign  counfels  frarr/d, 
(The  breathing  Jungs,  the  beating  heart) 
Were  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  laft,  to  fhew  my  Maker's  rtamee, 
God  ftamp'cl  his  image  on  my  frame, 
And  in  feme  unknown  :nome„t  join'd 
The  nnifh'd  members  to  the  mind; 

5  There  the  young  leeds  of  thought  began3 
And  all  the  pain:  ns  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  cur  infant  nature  p?ys 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  p-aife, 

PADS  &, 

6  Lord,  fmee  in  rnv  advancing  age 
I'vea£ted  on  life's  buly-fegfr 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmcimt 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  rectsuni". 

7  1  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  far.d  which  makrs  the  {bore* 
Before  my  fwiftefl  thoughts  could  tiacs. 


292  PSALM 

The  nutn'roiis  wonders  of  thy  p;race. 

8  Thefe  on  my  heart  are  ftill  irnprclVd, 
With  thefe  1  ;  >,-e  my  eyesto  reft  ; 
Arid  at  mv  wakirtg  hour  I  find 
G<<1  and  his  love  po  fife  fs  my  mind. 

Psalm     CXXXIX.     3/jFter*.     Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  froftft,  ard  grace   tried :    or,   the  heart- 
Jearcbing  Cod. 

3  7^,  ^T  ^  Grod,  w  luim'-ard  grief  I  feel, 
J^jf  JL  When  irhpioits  iQen  tranfgrefe  thy^ill ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  rfcmein  vain. 

2  Does  not  criyfau!  dcteil  and  bate 
The  tons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Thui-3  who  oppofe  thy  lau-s  and  thee, 
I  count  t "icin  enemieS'.to  ni£. 

3  Lord,  faarca  cnyfoul,  try  ev'ry  thought  ; 
Though  niybwn  heart  accufe  me  not 
Or'w^lkmgin  a  tahe  dilguiie, 

I  beg  the  t,  IA  of  thine  eye*. 

4  Doth  It-crei:  cnifchit-r  lurk,  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  feme  unKn  »Vi  n  Gu  ? 
O  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  dray, 
And  lead  me  in  thv  fJertecl  i 

Psalm  CZXX1X.     (ft 'Fart.  Common  Metre. 

GGD  is  every  where, 
i    TN  all  my  vait  cow  Fiji  fhee, 

|_    In  vain  my  foul  w  u!d  try 
To  Ihu  i  ihj  pi  -  once,  Lo  rd,<>r  flee 
■   notice 
2  Thy  ;i;  -furroai    i   2  rvt  ht  furveys 
My  «ifiP>g  and  my  ret-: ; 
&ly  public  iflfalk?,  my  private  ways, 


PSALM    CXXXIX.  4§£f 

And  fecrets  of  my  breaft. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  forrn'd  within  ; 
And  ere  fny  iips  pronounce  the  word, 
He^knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous -knowledge,  deep  and  high! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  1  He,. 
Befet  on  ev'ry  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  g*ace  furround  me  frill, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  cv'ry  illy 
.    Secur'd  by  fov'reign  love. 

PAUSE.. 

6  Lord,  where  fhall  guilty  ibuis  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ?    -  * 

In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath 

To  Ycape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  could  break  the  bars  of  death, 

And  make  the  grave  refign. 
$  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
Thy  hand  which  muft  fupprort  my  flight* 

Would  loen  betray  my  reft.    * 

9  If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Thofe  flaming  eyes  which  guard  thy  law, 
Would  turn  the  (hades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noos,  the  midnight hou%, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee: 
O  may?  I  ne'er  provoke  that-  pow *r.  \ 

An.  / 


294  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

From  which  I  cannot  flee  ! 
Psalm  CXXXIX.    2d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The,  iuifdo?n  of  God  in  the  formation  of  man. 

1  ~\%  7"HEN  J  with  ^leafing  wonder  itand, 

VV        And  all  xiv  frame  furvey, 
Lotdj  'tis  thy  work  :  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Tfey  hand  my  heart  and  reins  pofTe(t, 

Where  unborn  nature  grew, 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  trae'd, 
Anc  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  niceit  care  furvey 'd 

The  growth  of  ev'ry  part, 
'Till  the   whole  fcheme    thy  thoughts  had 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art.  [laid, 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  fea,  and  fire  and  wind, 

Shew  me  thy  wond'rous  (kill  j 
But  I  review  myfelf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  {till. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  fhine, 

My  flcfli  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 
Psalm     CXXXIX.    3d  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  mercies  of  God  innumerable. 
An  Evening  Piatm. 
J   "       ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 

j^j     They  ftrike  me  with  furprife  ; 
"   Not  all  the  (and,;  which  fpread  the  fhorc, 

To  equal  numbers  rife. 
2  My  fiefh  with  fear-  and  wonder  (lands, 
The  product  of  thy  (kill, 
And  hourly  bleffings  from  thy  hands, 


PSALM    CXLI,  CXLII.  295 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
3  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  : 
How  kind,  how*  dear  to  me  ! 
O  may  the  hour  which  ends  xny  fleep, 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 
Psalm     CXLI,     Long  Metre. 
Watchfulnefs  and  brotherly   reproof. 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfairn. 

1  T&l  JTY  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 

X. V JL  Like  morning  incenfe  in  thy  houfe, 
And  let  my  nightly  worfhip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  facrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  rny  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  ev'ry  ra(h  and  heedlefs  word  ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path   where  finners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Suite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  way  I 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  Died* 
Shall  never  brutfe,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  preft  with  grief, 
I'll  fly  to  heav'n  for  their  relief  f 
And  by  my  warm  pet'tions,  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

Psalm     CXLII.     Common  Metre. 
God  is  the  hope  of  the  helplefs. 
I   r~|  AO  God  I  made  rny  forrows  known,.. 
jL       From  God  I  (ought  relief  ; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 
3  My  foul  was  overwheknM  with  woes, 
My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
Mjf  God,  who  all  my  burden  knowA, 


i$6  PSALM    CXLIIF, 

He  knows  the  way  I  take. 

3  On  ev'ry  fide  i  caft  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone  ; 
While  friends  and  Grangers  paftmeby, 
Negle&ed  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 

And  cali'd  thy  mercy  near, 
<c  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 
"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me,  know 
I've  an  almighty  Friend. 

6  From  my  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 

Then  (hall  I  praife  thy  name, 
And  holy  men  fhal!  f  ,in  with  me, 


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Psalm     CXLIII.     Long  Metre. 
Complaint  cf  heavy  ajjiiftiom  in  mit.d  and  body, 

1  A/1"^  e;!v-  ^  ju'^>  nij  graeiousGodi 
XVJL  rtearwhen  Ifpteadray  hands  abroad, 
Ana  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 

O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  j 
Behold  thy  feryant  pleads  thy  grace  j 
Should  juftice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  alive  is  guiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  woes  which  burden  me  ; 
Down  to  the  duit  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  on*  long, buried  and  forgot. 

3.  i  dwell  in  darknefs  and  unfecn. 
My  tyearus  defolate  within  j 


PSALM    CTLIli.  2(tf 

My  thoughts  in  n$uM*ig  (Lfence  trace 

The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  gr«ce. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  giimpfe  of  hope, 
To  bear  my  (hiking  fpirits-up  ; 

I  fetch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirlr  like  parched  land-  for  rain. 

6  For  thee  1  thifft,  I  pray,  [  mourn  ; 
When  v, ill  thy  frnmrng  face  return  \ 
Shall  ad!  my  toys  on  earm  remove, 

A  ■-id  Gci  for  ever  hide  his  love  ? 
J  My  G  j-J,  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 
Will  link  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave  ; 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  3   « 
Make  haire  to  neb  before  I  die. 

8  The  nifn*  jjs  witssefs  ro  my  tears, 
Diftrefiing  pain/;  difefiing  fears  ; 
O  cnigfet  I  hear  thy  rnormny  voice, 
How  would  my  we^ry'd  powers  rejoice  ! 

9  In  thee  I  trait,  to  thee  1  ligh, 
And  lift  mv  weary  £>ul  on  high  ; 

v    For  meelk  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tire  Tome  hours  awav. 


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Shall  never  vex  my  (pint  more. 
Psalm     CXLIV.    i ft  Part.    Common  Metre. 
j3ff:fkance  and  victory  in  the  fpi  ritual  war/art. 
iQR  ever  bleifed  oe  the  Lord, 
My  Saviour  and  my  fhiekl  } 
He  fends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  lor  the  field. 
1  When  iin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  foul  bis  care, 
•    Inftrucls  me  ro  the  heav'i  !y  fight, 

And  guards  mc  through  the  war. 
3   A  Friend  and  H-.  Iper  (b  divine, 
Doth  my  weak  courage  raife  ; 
He  make*  the  glorious  vidTry  mine, 
Ana  ii<  fliaH  he  the  praife. 
Psalm     CXLIV.     zd  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  'vanity  cfman,  and  condejeenjion  of  God. 

1  T     ORL),   vii.it  is  man,  po>r  feeble  man, 
JL/    Barn  of  the  earth  at  flrrt  ? 

H^.  life  a  fhadow,  ]h»ht  and  vain,. 
Still  haft'rong  to  the  duft. 

2  O  v^-hat  is  feeble  dying  man, 

O.  ^ny  of  his  ruce. 
That  GoJ  fbouid  make  it  his  concern 
To  vifit  him  with  ^race  ! 

3  That  God  who  dart:  his  lightnings  down,.. 

Who  fh^ices  the  wjoflus  above, 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown, 
How  won .;':ous Is  his  love  ! 
Psalm     CXLIV.     Long  Metre. 
Grace  above  riches  :  or,  the  happy  nation.- 
I   T  TAFFY  the  city  ^rierern^rions 
[jL    Like  pillars  round  a  palace  fet, 


PSALM    CXLV.  29$ 

And  daughters,  bright  as  poliuYd  ftones,  * 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  "to  the  (late. 

2  Happy  the  country  where  the  iheep, 
Cattle  and  corn,  have  large  increafe  ; 
Where  men  fecurely  work  or  fleep, 
Nor  Tons  of  plunder  break  their  peacs. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  b'efr  are  thofe 
On  w«h'om  the  ailVfoiKcient  God, 
Hlmfe>f,  w*th  all  bis  grace,  bellows. 

Psalm     CXLV/  Long  Metre. 
ThgreatnefiofGQD. 

.1  II  MTY  Goo,  my  King,  thy  various  praife 
XT JL  SJ^iU  fi$j  the  rsmnant  of  my  days  : 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
'Till  death  ana  glory  raife  the  foitg. 

2.  The  wings  of  ev'ry  hour  (hall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  5 
And  ev'ry  fetting  (an  (hail  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  juflice  I'll  proclaim; 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  endlefs  stream  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwift ;  thine  anger  flow, 
Bu:  dreadful  to  the  ftubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  fov'reign  glory  fhine, 
And  fpeak  thy  m?jefty  divine  ; 

Let  *«  ev'ry  realm  with  joy"  proclaim 
The  foundand  honour  of  thy  nsme. 

5  Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fucceilion  of  thy  praife  i 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  fong 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wond'rous  tksd$  ! 


300  PSALM    CXLV. 

Thy  greatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds; 
Vaft  and  uniearchabiethy  ways, 
Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 
Psalm     CXlV.     \Ji  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  greatnefs  of  GOD. 

1  T    ONG  as  I  iivc:,  i'il  blsfs  thy  name, 

\_j    My  King,  my  God  of  love  : 
Iviv  wo;fc  and  joy  ihal  i  be  the  fame, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Grea;  is  t&eLord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 

And  let  his  praife  be  great : 
I'll  fmg  the  .honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  pf  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  (hall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice* 
The  men  who  henr  my  facred  fong, 
Shall  \oin  their  cheerful  voice? 

4  Fathers  to  fons  mail  te«ch  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways: 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thin*-  ;irm  of  pewV,  thy  heav'nly  (late, 
With  public  fplendcur  lhown. 

6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thine  hands, 

Thy  faints  are  rul'd  by  love  : 
And  thitie  eternal  kingdom  (lands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 
Psalm     CXLV.     zd  Part.     Common  Metre. 

The  gcodnejs  of  God. 
I   QWEET  is  the  mcmVy  of  thy  grace, 
j3   My  God,  my  heav'nly  King  -, 


PSALM    CXLV.-  36i 

Let  age  to  age  %  ngfcteoufnefs 
In  longs  of  glory  i]n^. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  bu?ne'er  confines 

Ins  goodnefs  to  the  flcies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  .his  bounty  Alines, 
And  evry  want  fupplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  iib'rai  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  cor/iDafTions,  Lord  » 

How  flow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
Howfoon  he  feuds  his,  pardW  word, 
1  0  cheer  the  foul  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endltfs  race, 

lhypow'rind  praife  proclaim  ; 
But  faints,  who  tafte  thy  richer  ^rrce 
Delight  to  blefs  tfav  n«r-. 
Psalm     CXLV.     zd  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Mercy  to  fufferers  :  „,  God  hearing  pr^er. 

T  Vu     ^r  *£*"*  *>  ft****  M 

JUS     l  W  foreign  Lor  J  of  all  •    ~ 

Thy  ftrength'ning  hinds  uphold  the  w 
And  raife  the  poor  who  faH 

2  When  ibrrow  bows  the  fpirit  djwn, 

Or  virtue  lies  difrreft 
Beneath  (ome  proud  oporeilor's  frown, 
1  opti  giv'ir.  the  mourners  reft. 

3  1  he  Lord  fupports  our  totting  days 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth:         ' 

Holy  and  juft  are  all  his  ways,  * 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fer  varus  feeJ 
Bh  '      -    ■ 


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3«2  PSALM    CXLVI. 

He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
And  their  beft  wifhes  to  Fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  high. 
5  Hi?  mercy  never  (hall  remove 
From  men  of  heaft  fincere  ; 
He  faves  the  fouls  whofe  humble  lovs 
Is  join'cl  with  holy  fear. 
4  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  {word  (hull  flay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  who  ferve  the  Lord,  ihall  fay 
"  They  fought  his  aid  in  vain." 
7  My  lips  fhal!  dwell  upon  his  praife, 
And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  att  the  ions  of  Adam  raife 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 
Psalm     CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 
Trail*  to  God  for  his  goodnejs  ar.d  truth. 
j  "TJRAt$E  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  (hall  join 
j[_     In  work  fo  pleafant,  (o  divine  : 
Inow  white  the  rlelh  is  my  abode, 
And  when  my  foul  afcendsto  God. 

2  Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobleiVpow'rs, 
White  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praife  ftiall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lad. 

3  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  mult  die  and  turn  to  duft ; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r, 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  reiy 
On  lfr'el\  God  :  he  made  the  iky, 
Afld  earth  and  feas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  fhall  find  his  promife  vain. 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLVI. 
5  His  truth   for  eve:  ft  a pcfs  fecure  : 


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He  saves  in   nppreit,  ne  feeds  tag  poor ; 
Hefej  [fe-thS  lab'rinj  confcleagc  pkce, 


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ever  reigns  ; 


i&ndj  v.-  h-n  my  voice  is  IpH  in  death, 

Praifc  (hall  employ  my  r.obier  pow'rs  S- 
My  days  of  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pair, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lapfj 

Oc  immortality  endures. 
Why  fhould  I  mike  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  n-nilt  die  and  tarn  to  du ft  > 

Vain  is  the  help  oi  fkih  and  blood  $ 
Their  breath  depart?,  their  pomp  and  pow-V,. 
And  though;-  all  vaniih  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good. 
Happy  the  man  vvhofe  hopes  re'y 
On  Ijreh.  God  :   he  mads  tht  fliyy 

And  earth  and  fea«,  with  all  their  train; 
His  truth  for  ever  Hands  fecure  : 
H~  faves  th'  oppre^,  he  feeds  die  poor, 

And  none  fhall  find  his  prfemife  vain. 
The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  5    . 


304  PSALM    CXLVII. 

The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fends  the  iab'ring  conference  peace  : 
He  helps  the  Granger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  gives  the  pris'r.er  Tweet  releafe. 

5  PL  loves  hi*  faintf,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  he!! : 

Thy  God,  O  Z'wn.  ever  reigns  : 
Let  ev'ry  t(  ngee.  let  ev'ry  a^e, 
In  this  exJtal  work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  eveijaftingftrains. 

6  Til  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  mv  voice  is  joft  in  death, 

rr*ife  ifoal]  empjpv  nay  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  of  praife  ihaii  ne'er  be  pair, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lair, 

Or  immozxzlity  endures* 
Psalm     CXLVII.  ,\Jt  Part.     Long  Metre. 
The  dpvzne  nature,  providence  and  grace. . 

1  TTJRAISE  ye.  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raife 
_!_      Q.ir  hearts  and  voices  in  his.  praife  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 
a  The  Lord  build*  yLpJtrufaletn, 
And  gathersmatiens  to  hisname  : 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  foul, 
And  m^kes  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

2  'He  formed  the  ftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames  : 

He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 

wifdoro's  vaff,  and  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep,  v,  1  ere  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 
.',  and  greaj  his  might  ; 
-  i  infinite  : 


PSALM    CXLVII.  $$ 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft3 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dud. 

PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 

Who  fpreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  iky  ;: 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcendin  vain. 

6  Ke  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiiing  fields  with  com  ; 
The  beafts  with  food  his  hand  fupply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  (kill  or  force, 
The  fprightly  rri2n,  the  warlike  horfe, 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  lirnb, 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 
He  lees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks  and  loves  his  image  there, 

Psalm     CXLVIIv    2d  Parr.     Long  Metre,- 

Summer  and  Winter. 
r  "  J^ET  Zim"  pfaife  the  mighty  God, 

Ar.j  make  his  honors  known  abroad  p 
<{  Fcr  jzveet  the  jot  our  Jongs  to  raifi, 
"  And r'gkrikis  is  the  work  of  praife" 

2  Our  chikaczi  are  figure  2nd  bieft, 
Chr  fii&res  has  e  [jeace,  our  cries  reft ; 
Ke  feeds  ouj  foils  witt?  fineft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  bleffirtg  to  rheir  meat. 

3  Th&  changing  fea-fons  he  craains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains': 

Hj$ flake?  offfrowli^e  wool  he  fends, - 

And  tnus  the  fptfnging  corn  defend?,- 

'Bbs^ 


5o5  -3ALM    CXLVIL 

4  With  hoary  f,  oft  he  ftrews  the  ground  $ 
His  hail  defcends  with  clattVing  found  j 
Where  is  :he  ran  fo  vainly  bold, 
Who  dares  defy  his  drer-dful  cold  ? 

5  He  hid-;  the  foul  hern  breezes  blow  ; 
The  ice  diflolres,  the  waters  flow; 
But  he  bath  nobler  works  and  ways,     . 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 

6  To  ali  our  realm  his  laws  are  (hown  ; 
His  gofpel  through  the  nation  known  5 
He  hath  not  thus  revesd'd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land  :   praife  ye  the  Lord. 

Psalm'   CXLVII.     Common  Metre. 
The  feafcns  of  the  year. 

1  \\  Thh  for^sand  honours  founding  loud* 

V  V       Addrefs  the  Lord  en  high  ; 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  fpreads  the  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  iky. 

2  He  fends  his  fhow'rs  of  bleffings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grafs  the  mountains  crown* 
Aiad  com  in  vallies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  : 
But  man,  who  taftes  the  rtneft  wheat. 
Should  raiTe  his  honours  high. 

4  His  Ready  counfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhort  his  race, 
'And  wiiu'ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoiry  firoft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 

Defcend  and  clothe  the  ground  : 
The  liquid  ftreams  forbear  to  flow, 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  307 

In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  frores  on  high, 

He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch  who  dares  this  Qoddefyy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  mow. 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  : 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  fpring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  (he  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word,: 
With  fongs  and  honours  founding  Ioud^ 
Praife  ye  i'hz  fovVeign  Lord. 
Psalm     CXLVIII.   "Particular  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  from  all  creatures. 
^E  tribes  of  Akm)o\n 

With  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas? 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praife. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light, 
"  Begin  the  fangs 

2  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  which  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife, 
With  ftars.of  twinkling  light,    ' 

His  pow'r  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  which, fly 
In  empty  air. 

3  The  mining  worlds  above., 
Ixi  glorious  order  Hand, 


Y 


So8  PSALM    CXLVIIL 

Or  in  fwift  courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  command. 
He  lpake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praife  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'c!  their  mighty  wheels 
In  .unknown  age?  pa  if, 

And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  laft. 
In  different  ways 
His  work-  proclaim 
His  wone'rous  name, 
And  fpeak  his  praife.. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monlrers  of  the  deep, 
The  fifii  which  cleave  t^  (eas, 
Or  in  their  hofom  deep  ; 

From  fca  and  more 
Their  tribute  oav, 
And  ftill  difyUy  ^ 
The:-. "Mak  r's  pow'r. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail  ;md  fnow, 
Praife  ye  ih'  almighty  Lord, 
And  dorm}  winds  which  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  (hine, 
Or  thunders  voar, 
Let  earth  adore 
His  hand  d  vine. 
j  Ye  mountains  near  thefkies. 
With  lofty  cedars  thereD 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  309 

And  trees  of  humbler  fize, 
Which  fruit  in  plenty  bear  3 

Beads,  wild  and  tame, 

Bird?,  files,  and  '.verms. 

In  various  forms, 

Ex.il t  his  name, 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  Sovereign  King  ; 
And  while  ycu  rule  us  here, 
Kis  heav'nlv  honours  fmg  : 

Nvr  let  the  dream 
Of  pow'r  and  ftate, 
v    •  Make  you  forget 
His  p0w*f  fupreme. 

9  Virgins  and  youths  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  vuices  join  : 

Wide  as  he  reigns, 
His  name  be  ft 
By  ev'ry  tongue, 
In  endkfs  drains, 

10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above ; 
He  brings  his  people  near. 
And  makes  them  tafte  his  love, 

While  earth  and  fky 
Attempt  his  praife, 
His  faints  fhall  raife 
His  honours  high. 
Psalm     CXLVIII.  ""Long  Metre, 
Paraphrafed. 
V ni-v  erf al  praife  to  God. 


\  1 ;  !T»- 


3io  PSALM    CXLVIII. 

1  T    CUD  hallelujahs  to  '.he  Lord 
JL/   Frpmdifttttit  worlds  where  creatures 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  folerrua  vvdJd,  [dwell ; 
And  found  it  dreadful  i'owp,  to  hell* 

Note,  This  Plains   may  be  Suue  to  a  different 
metre,    by  adding   the  two    following 
lines  ro  each  ftanza. 
Each  of  bis  vj:rks  hh  nana  difplays, 
Bui  1 J' ;,  can  ne'er  fulfil  bis  prr.ife. 

2  The  Lord  !  how  abfolute  he  reigns  ! 
Letev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Singjbf  his  love  in  beav'n'y  ftrains, 
And  fpeafc  hpw  fie 

3  H  . 

An  awful  tr ■•  fining  bid   j 

Fly  through  the  world,  O  fun,  and  tell 

How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  hi*. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempers,  and  his  fame 
In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare  ; 
And  the  fwqti  whifper  of  his  name, 
Fill  ev*rv  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  cloiid -,and  winds,  $nd  waves  agree 
Taj.jin  their  praife  vWith  blazing  fire. 
Let  the  firm  eartj^and  roiling  foa 

In  rtii  eternal  fong  confpire. 

6  Ye  fbw'ry  plains  piociaim  his  (kill ; 
Vallles  lie  low  before  his  eve  ; 
And  let  his  praife  from  ev'ry  hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  flcy. 

■sj  Ye  ftubborn  oaks,  and  (lately  r 
Ben*!  you  ranches,  and  adore  ; 

Praift  limye  beafts,  in  Hi fFrent  drains  ; 
Tnc  lamb  omit  bleat,  the  ho::  roar. 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  3U 

Birds,  ye  rnpft  make  his  prdk  your  theme, 
Nature  demands  a  long  from  you  : 
While  the  dumb  fifh  which  cut  the  ftream, 
Leap  up  and  mean  his  praifcs  too. 
Mortals  can  van  refrain  vc-ur  tongue, 


When  nature  ah  around  you  fings  ? 
O  for  a  fhcut  from  ©;d  and  young, 
From  hurnble  fwams  and  lofty  kings. 
10  Wide  i$  ^\j-  vail  dominion  lie?, 
Let  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder,  {hour  his  praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  to  his  throne, 
ai  Jehovah  I  'tis  a  glorious  word, 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ey'ry  tongue  !    M 
But  faints  who  bed  have  known   the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleft  fong. 
■12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
"Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  chord : 
From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.     Short  .Metrt. 
Unto  erf al  praife. 
j  '       ET  ev'ry  creature  join 

\^j    To  praife  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heav'nly  hofts,  the  fong  begin, 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 
a  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 

Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 
3  He  built  thofe  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  frame  : 
By  his  command  they  ftand  or  move, 


312  PSALM    CXLVIII.: 

And  ever  fp-ak  \)k  n~me. 

4  Yc  vapours,  when  you  rife, 

Or  fall  in  fhow'rs-of  how  ; 
Yc  thunders  mui m'ring  round  the  ikies, 
His  powV  and  glory  thovr. 

5  Wind,  hail.  and  Bathing  fire, 

Agi  ee  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorms confpire 
To  S&ecute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above, 

His  honours  be  expreft  : 
But  faints  wh#  tafte  hisfaving  love, 
Should  fing  his  praifes  belt. 

I  PAUSE        i, 

f  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  ^ 

Praife  him  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monfiers  of  the  feas. 

8  From  mountains  near  ihefky, 

Lc:  his  high  praife  refcund  ; 
From  humble  ftirubs  and  cedars  high, 
Andv.i'-s  andfislds  around* 

9  Yc  lion?  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beafts  which  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  heexpe&s  your  praife. 
io  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wi rig, 

On  high  his  praifes  bear  ; 
Or  fit  on  ftdw*ry  boughs,  and  fing 

Your  Maker's  glory  there. 
1 1  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 

His  various  wifdom  fhow, 
And  flies,  in  all  your  fhining  forms, 


,.  PSALM    CXLIX.  313 

Praife  him  who  c1  re  ft  you  \o, 

12  By  all  the  earth-born  race, 

His  honours  be  expreft ; 
But  faints  who  know  his  heav'nly  grace> 
Should  Seam  to  praife  him  bell, 

»  PAUSE    II. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 

Praife  ye  th'  eternal  King  ; 
Judges  adore  that  fov'reign  hand, 

Whence  all  your  honours  fpring, 

14  Let  vig'rous  youth  engage 

To  found  his  praifes  high  : 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  ags 
.  Their  feebler  voices  iry. 

15  Unitt  d  zeal  be  mown, 

His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife  ; 
God  is  the  Lord,  his  name  alone 
Defer  yes  our  endlefs  praife. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft  ; 
list  faints  who  dwell  fo  near  his  heart. 
Should  fing  his  praifes  beft. 
Psalm     CXLIX.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  God  all his  faints :  or,  faints judging  the  world* 
I      A    LL  ye  who  love  the  Lord>  rejoice, 
J7\.   And  let  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
Amidft  the  church  with  cheerful  voice, 
Hi  slater  wonders  (hew. 
2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fing  : 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife, 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 
3  The  Lord  takes  pleafure  in  thejufta 
Cc 


-4  PSALM      CL. 

Whom  iinners  treat  with  {corn  ; 
The  meek,  who  lie  defpis'd  in  eu(f,  ' 
Salvation  mall  adorn. 
4.  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  in  their  King, 
Ev*ii  on  a  dying  ^ed  ; 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fmg, 
For  God  ihall  raife  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praife  (hall  fill  their  tongue^ 

Their  hands  (hall  wield  the  fword  : 
And  vengeance  fhall  atteud  their  fongs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Chrift  his  judgment-feat  afcends, 

And  bid*  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  fhall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 

Nations  who  dar'd  rebel  : 
And  jc  in  the  fentence  cf  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doomAl  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  finnners  bound  in  chain?, 

New  triumphs  ihall  afford; 
Such  honor  for  the  faints  remain  ; 
Praife  ye  and  love  the  Lord. 
Psa.lm     CL.     Common  Metre. 
A  fong  of  praife. 

1  TN  God's  own  h»u'c  pronounce  his  praife,. 
_£_  His  grace  he  there  reveals ; 

To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  facred  paffions  move, 

While  you  rehearfe  his  deeds ; 
But  the  great  work  of  faying  love, 
Youc  higheft  praife  exceeds* 


DOXOLOGIES.  3-15 

AH  that  have  motion,  life  and  brefath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  j 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  ia  death, 
My.  foul  thai!  praife  him  bed. 
The  Chrijiian  T)oxology\ 
Long  Metre.        # 
/TT^O  God  the  father,  God  the  Son* 

And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praife,  andglory  giv'n 
By  all  on  earth,  andaU  in  heav'n*     , 
Common  Metre. 

LET  Gad  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known. 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord. 
Com.  Metre,  where  the  tune  includes  tnuoftanzas^ 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death, 
Whofaves  by  his  redeeming  Word,. 

And  new-ceeating  breath. 
To  praife  the  Father,  and'the  Son,. 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  a::d  Three  in  One, 
Let  faints  and  angels  join. 
Short  Metre. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  who  dwell  below?. 
Worlhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefsthe  Spirit  too. 
Particular  Metre. 

NOW -to  the  great  and  facred  Three*,. 
The  Father,  San,  and  Spirit,  bs 
Eternal  praife  and  glory  given* 


3:6  DOXOLOGIE3.       « 

Thvough-all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  ail  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  th'.:  faints  in  earth  and  heav'iv 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne, . 
Perpetual  honors  raife  j 
Giory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
With  all  our  pow'rs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  i:ng, 
While  faith  adores. 


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